Letra de She Upon The Black Wolf

Andras, hold me Sing to me the weakness of them all Give to me the answers to bring about their fall Andra-inanya, I beg of you your cost Cast all who stand as traitors into chaos and beyond All cracks within their armor, bless me with them all All 30 mighty legions rising to your call Whisper to me angel the answers that I seek To crush all my betrayers, see them laid beneath my feet All that I will offer, all I'll ever be I kneel before you, Andras, bestow these gifts on me She upon the black wolf, give your sword to me Answer me the riddles of my enemy I am your zealot, I am begging this of thee Shower upon them chaos and anarchy Andras, hold me Andras, pull me to your side Light the way I cannot find