Lich maniac Emperor Hordes of Undead under their command Sorcery powered by sinews and bones Growing armies of tombstones Wicked spells dissolved in cordial blood Evil concoctions to poison a god Magic stronger than a mind can bear Destruction and Chaos unleashed
From the throne of the Emperor Granted by Him to the children of Hate Feed upon souls and are strengthened by pain Artifacts of Power
Shedding life, as it's their weakness Their cultists operate in secret Gnawing at the pillars of societies Their efforts bearing fruit over centuries The power to raise the dead The wish to break the living The will to become a god The tools to burn the world
A temple on an icy crest A beachhead in the mortal realm The cries of a thousand souls sacrificed The peasants quite simply overwhelmed Terror emanates from the mountain Comes down like a torrent and makes the land freeze Doomed are the land and all creatures within This is where the reign of the dead will begin
From the throne of the Emperor Granted by Him to the children of Hate Feed upon souls and are strengthened by pain Artifacts of PowerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
