Death will come to your nations; light of sun will fade until its dark Ravens Throne body eaters, drink your blood and snatch your guts apart Night falls sharp as sward the thrown in malice from a devil's hand You shall see the hell and suffer by our teeth in your taste flesh We can fly high and higher, our cult and sons they will attack... Ravens throat bloody, bitter, brings the fog and misty wings will shine... As the darkness enlightens our ways, your souls will stay so restless forever you shall pain for every move you make Death will come to your nations; light of sun will fade until its dark Ravens Throne body eaters, drink your blood and snatch your guts apart
Nightful shock has spread the throne the glory made of our hands Tearing out the ultimate skies by our deadly grimy eyes.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
