Lord Occultis Posted June 25, 2008 Report Share Posted June 25, 2008 Darkness flees the rising sunThe village lies aheadIt will wake to a new day soonSoon they'll all be deadWe came in cover of moonless nightFifty men at armsNow at first morning light,The church bell sounds the alarmSacrifice to Gods of oldBleed them of their livesFresh blood on our swordsGods Of War Arise!Sacrifice to Gods of oldBleed them of their livesFresh blood on our swordsGods Of War Arise!Hear the tortured screamsShattering the airThey awake from soothing dreamsInto their worst nightmareFire sweeps their homesThey feel the dragon's breathConsuming and destructive flamesAgonising deathSome seek shelter in the churchA refuge for those with faithBut we know how to smoke them outA pyre will be raisedBut those who choose to stand and fightWill die with dignityFor the unfortunate few who survivedWaits a life in slaveryThe day draws to a endThe night comes dark and coldWe return to our shipsWith silver, slaves and goldWe gave them agony, as they fell and dieThe Gods have granted victoryFor our sacrifice*solo Mikkonen*The day draws to a endThe night comes dark and coldWe return to our shipsWith silver, slaves and goldWe gave them agony, as they fell and dieThe Gods have granted Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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