Graveland - The Celtic Winter - Hordes Of Empire | Текст песни

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Thousand of fallen angels
Rows of condamned souls
Black riders of abyss
Beast of haired and cruelty
We arrive on the chariots of fire
We sign our way by the fire and death
Sun of Darkness leads us
Everlasting lust of sin

Hands ot the dead beat the kettle-drums
Damned sound of black trumpets
Tramp of horrified horses
and sinister knocking of Devil's hooves

Red, fiery eyes
fangs, claws and fire from the mouth
Mayhemed wings, bleeding in fight
Cobweb in hair and wind...

We kill, crush, burn
We trace the escaping day
and hideous condemned sun
At everlasting war
between light and Darkness

Creators of night-Gods of Darkness
They buried us alive
They killed our feelings
Now we are the same

We come with nocturnal wind
and red, bloody fog

Black banners with effigy of him
Red flags-hues of hell
Hordes of cruelty and chaos
Emperor of unlife's forces

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