كلمات Pretenders To The Throne

Sitting on a throne of genocide Our master regal and glory Subject for suppressions land Fairness find no place to expand All his soldiers di to live In labyrints of death Buring temples in town of spell Prepared for damnation to hell Young blood envoyed From endless starlight Behats in right season For ending the treason PRETENDERS TO THE THRONE Betrayed, forgotten and alone PRETENDERS TO THE THRONE Our mighty child is born [Repeat] You confirm me by oath with magic signs Possesses from your masterhs brightness You bring me forms of ever open eyes Token erect of thorny thigh In his tyrannical lust He kills and tortured all who sreams "In god we trust" Raise the merciless fight Against a wird might Come on, lets overthrow only chance Change of sovereign is our deliverance PRETENDERS TO THE THRONE