Funeral Winds - Sinister Creed | Текст песни

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Brother to dragons, companian of owls
Carrier of the witch blood
that contains the craft of the wise
Descendant of the ones that never sleep...
Hear the call!

Those who walk the crooked path know
The time is here to perform the Sinister rites
Unholy deeds that need to be done
to fulfil His will

Unholy deeds that breeds evil
Breed of evil from unholy seeds
Thy legions shall rise!

Unholy deeds that breeds evil
Breed of evil from unholy seeds
Rise legions, rise!

Sinister rites shall open the pathways
Between worlds, in lives, in Death and beyond...
The war of the worlds is near

Tribes of the sinister creed.
Hear the call and gather!

Let the world fall asleep
And while the flames burn higher
The Legion of shadows cast by the fire
shall reap the souls of man

Unholy deeds that breeds evil
Breed of evil from unholy seeds
Thy legions shall rise!

Unholy deeds that breeds evil
Breed of evil from unholy seeds
Rise legions rise!

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