Warthrone - Firestorm Bringer Тексты

Searing flesh wrought from phoenix flames of death razor wings outlined by fire soar above the great unwashed

Seraphim of savage land cracks the spines
of human meat wallow in your own blood and strung out entrails for crimes against mankind

Your very existence mocks the splendor of gods creation
a mockery so foul the chorus angels weep and tremble with anger

Your era on earth is done screams of despair are your reward the razor winged servant of karma comes to collect your debt

Mortal death will not suffice
eternity in pools of blood and fire await thee

The servant of creation weeps
With pleasure as you pay penance for your sins

Seraphim of the phoenix where the dead will resurrect their blades are piercing you
Wallow in the blood the horrid seas of coming fire rotting into the abyss

Searing flesh wrought from phoenix flames of death
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