Deeply down in the valley of Kings among the neutral woods of the forsaken lands A tenebrous spirit eternally dwells seeking resurrection for the horde of torment.
Till the final calls, legion of the Undead will keep their swords, fiery into the crypts under a fullmoon light, onward to sacred path bright ungodly flames exist in blackened souls.
Howling from darkness, summoning the nameless reveals the hateful wrath unleashed upon mankind nocturnal lullabies, praising the impure the mystery of creation perished in the endless sky.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
