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Sons of Crom - In Fire Reborn
In Fire Reborn
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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 sworn
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 sworn
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2017 Edytuj metrykę |
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| Wykonanie oryginalne: |
Sons of Crom |
| Płyty: |
The Black Tower |
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