We see a light, on the cold distant horizon Followed by a thunder, on this twilight they're in sight
It's the legion of the cursed The fleet of thousands souls They were banished from their land To oppress and darken the seas
Brothers in arms ! We must defend our ship At the risk of our lives Canons ! Get ready to fire ! (it) won't be the end of our quest
Ocean of torment, lying in their eyes Vision of sadness, keepers of death
Smashing our anchor of iron and dust Throwing our torches, the fire from hell We must be fierce, there is no time to cry This is our time fellows, they have to die !
Lost in their wrath, from the chaos inside their heart They will find their freedom in death In the abyss of infiniteness
Look at these fools ! All made of flesh and blood We are thousands of souls ! Archers ! Start bending your bows ! (it) will be the end of their journey
Ocean of torment, lying in their eyes Vision of sadness, keepers of death
At the end will remain one of us
Gnawed by anger inside They will find their end Consumed by the Darkness Here their fate
Great walls of water, surrounding the ship Our reign of terror, will soon find his end Glorious battle, we faced the dark ship Their souls will perish, deep inside the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
