vineri, 8 ianuarie 2010

Heaven's Reign

When we see the sign of horns
God shall be dead on his throne
When the day turns into night
We shall gather for one last fight
As the ancient stands await
Malphas legions pass the gate
As the eyes reflect the hate
Soon they all shall face their fate
As we bring his kingdom down
We shall take his pearly crown
We shall burn his house of lies
We shall rip his mighty flies
As the dead begins to reek
They shall hide and we shall seek
As we reach the burning throne
Dying angels start to mourn
As we see the father's horns
God is laying slain and torn
As the legion reign in heaven
We shall pray the rising seven

- by Cold

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