Forks of lightening, clouds of thunder, he appeared The master of all things whose name we all once feared
Smoke and fire break Where his figure stands We can’t do anything But his commands
Our master has arrived / In our world Bloodshed and hate / Is what he brings Blessed are the ones / Who adore him They shall be carried / On his wings
Flames get higher, screams get louder – judgement day The master of all things proclaims: “It’s time to pray!”
While burning the false There’s wrath in his eyes His punishing hands Stifling their cries
Our master has arrived / In our world Torture and pain / Is what he brings We are the ones / Who adore him We shall be carried / On his wingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
