Из альбома: The Shores At Dawn

From forgotten mountains,
Corrupted souls enthralled
By darkness,
Unleash themselves to strike with grief
Dark spirits with dark intent,
Armed with ungodly fear,
Set out on an unholy mission
They shall never meet death

Riding as one
Hungering the one
Wretched calls striking fear into the hearts of men
Everlasting presence casting a dark shroud over vast skies

Through battles they ride, hunting the ultimate prize
They remain flawless
Like hounds out for blood - they shall never meet life

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