Fallen down, fallen of prophercy
Slay the throne, rise of brutality
Mortal sins, come to submit the thruth
Build new world, for the reality
They cant destroy for energy we still save the true legacy
They canT feelgood with anarchy, traitors belong for the kingborn
Nightmare hourglass dismember dust until the sun come to shine past
Holy bigot forget the trust wait for return kingborn for last
Theres is no more for bodyguard, we can survive if we convince
Death never takes the wise man by surprise.
Pain changes people make no trust to human
Pain and the death its a part of the life
From the death price blood of sarcasm waiting for the king
As long we have blood of the throne between pay for dust
From the death price blood of sarcasm waiting for the king
As long we have blood of the throne between pay for dust
Money reflect devote summon agony
I want to see how dark rethreat without god
Devote the blessings and prayers to our kind
Be there once more to summon forth the sealed ones
Awake! and speak the true about the fearless