The sleeping son The seal shall be broken Unleash this soul of woe The sacred void Blackening suns and stars Malignant shadows sweep the sky
The flames of old burning high A stench of brimstone searing the air Cleansing blades of cold steel Fear strikes in full when Death comes calling your name
All hope is lost Wings thunder like desolate storms Thirsting for sulphur and hate Echoing wails, haunted pleas for mercy The One shall rise
The smoke dispersed from his eyes Grand conjuration, something wicked has come Our fate lies ripe in his hands Vile scornful laughter, necromantic delight
Born as one Return of the son In fire reborn The ancient oath is sworn
For the first time in aeons Open your eyes Gaze upon the truth The pillars of our existence crumbling to dust The river is wide and deep No masters guide your way Rise!
Flickering torches Screams of despair and grief The One shall rise
The smoke dispersed from his eyes Grand conjuration, something wicked has come Our fate lies ripe in his hands Vile scornful laughter, necromantic delight
Born as one Return of the son In fire reborn The ancient oath is swornTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
