Our crimson blades rise before the stars Afire in the winter moon Frosted landscape pallid writhes With lifeless forms bestrewn
The fires of war shall lift our wings Crusted blood adorns our pom All that rise to meet our steel To ruin shall succumb
The night grows cold To the ire of darkness we are bound Sanguine painted sky Endless bodies pile Staining the ground With shattered bones and claret fur My fallen brothers 'neath me lie Countless graves before The Gods that we defy
To lay our lives down before the king Exalted in glory fall The realm its heart bequeaths to thee That heed the battle's call
Lost before the wrath divine Caught within benighted swarm Take up arms, to victory cry For fate redeems the battle worn
Blessed are the pious few That fight within a frozen hell Blinded by the primal claws That curse the hearts in which they dwell
The cry still resounds Where mists are churning Aflame and forsaken In the clamour of war
In fury set the night ablaze Hopeless and wayward The last guard of an ancient kin Abandoned by the Gods we serve
A shadow falls As hope breathes its last An endless maw To which we are cast
Rise to your final call As the kingdom we sought Burns as our banners fall Our last stand Where mortals and Gods collide Let our swords be the last To break in the ashen tide
Divine tongues decay Damned by the souls That they betrayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
