[Instrumental]
There's a meaning to the signs The signs throughout the times We read them but deny The tokens Flight of endless times The end of peace describes its
Silent black plague Chaotic leprocious death Beginning of the anal war Shub Niggurath ascends to Earth Dawn of sordid decay A future of viter submission
Awaken on through deserts wasted As emplaged eternity has passed Blowing winds of scorching twilight Spiritual scourge on me is divine Worm soul blasphemous
Quizá esta vez Logres comprender La razón por la que hice esta canción Hoy tengo que cantarla. Este humilde corazón No te
Dreadful Thunder The storms moving in And Judgment day is calling My soul has been healed By the power of steel And the sound of glory I will send
Winter ice - Terminal frost Closing eyes of the equinox Dimensional change - darkening skies The sphere is shackled till dusk Prophet dreams - ride the
Dawn Of Renaissance Slowly transforming The Historys purpose The dawn of Renaissance derives Its ultimate power to proceed The souls are conditioned
[Originally performed by Massacre] Winter ice - terminal frost Closing eyes of equinox Dimensional change - darkening skies The sphere is shackled till
At the Dawn I Rose Just to Behold Her Grace And I Sighed Before the Beauty That Veiled So Tenderly The Death Inside of Her And atthe Dawn I Spoke With
Viking I'm A Viking And My Name Is Victory I'm A Snow Man In A Snow Land And I Sail The Seven Seas I Know... You Know... We Know... We've Been Marching
Sent by the gods to show power. Scorched is the land, creation we will devour. Fallen dominion shows blood of tears Look into their eyes, they show
Entre un homme et une femme Il y a parfois le point final On croit que c'est banal Il n'y a rien pour faire un drame Mais il y a tant de rues Comme les
Alborada vendra y las sombras se iran. Va a amanecer. Duro dia a vivir que hace el pan compartir Pan de unidad. La secreta cancion cada pecho guardo ya
Winter ice - Terminal frost Closing eyes of the equinox Dimensional change - darkening skies The sphere is shackled till dusk Prophet dreams - ride
Slowly transforming The Historys purpose The dawn of Renaissance derives Its ultimate power to proceed The souls are conditioned By abstraction-agony
Awaken on thru deserts wasted as emplaged eternity has passed blowing winds of scorching twilight spiritual scourge on me is divine worm soul blasphemous
