Spirts of flame lick ashes of ancestors and millions of blessed bear their crosses through this fire their eyes are blind, their will was ruined for the faith and their souls have lost the light
Hands turned to sky bleed in the thorns hands turned to heart damned with the plague the paths of god lay over bones Black God's purpose leads to the dark
Our voice is dumb our choise like move of pawn our nature wants to destroy our thoughts are burnt by the sun
But we become accustomed to this cross and thorns don't slaughter our wrists despair is our triumph the darkness is our light the will of lord is our debt
6 little eyes sparkle through bloody mist it's our king in the guise of the rat three golden crowns shining over his heads on the black throne he rules over the slaves
4 lords of down stay near the corners of the throne 4 thoughts of hate gnaw their selfish minds the spirit of lion spreads over the throne the spirit of bones spreads over the earth
Through thousand years we stand on knees praing for world without extinct sun Through thousand years the king of rats laughing at us with 3 cruel smiles
And in the end 4 lords of down will burn their hearts in flames of greed the blood will spill the Crown will fall but noone will ascend the throne
NOW RISE!!!!! x2
the flint of thought will strike the mind the spark of mind will flame the will the cresset of will will set the fire this fire of hope will burn the god
And walls will fall! Under the rush of one-time slaves Dark castles will bury their lords black flags will rise with the beams of new age sun ad gloriam of free wind's generations
So rise!!
but fear the demons of the past cause just a single drop of blood of inocent will rise from the dust 4 lords of dark and king of rats!
the hearts that were left in the past in the sad ashes of those days we won't let you lie in the dust we won't lose you in our minds
hearts in the deep ocean of grief that suffer for the sins of gods we won't forget, we won't forgive we'll remeber to the end of time