Oceans of red flood the shrine The blood of its victims so pure For weak is the flesh of all mortals In the hands of the vengeance filled scourge
Uriel the flame of God Who guards the gates of Hades The seer kind run sacred For their bones shall adorn your throne
Lying aeons in wait To unleash the fury it holds The fires of Hades eternal Upon its betrayers once loyal… Fire from beyond
A single mind yet three in one I am we and we see all Ex sanguinate the fugue divine And unravel the forlorn souls within Not made of stone or made of clay But the broken dreams of generations At tribute to the seer kind… Let the blood flow free
The loorn sees its autumn nigh Unweaving the blood from its crust Aeons passed in its solitude Leaving but scattered remnants of a land to be dust
Writhe in pain as your worlds destroyed Bereave your loss in the seas of soulsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
