Oracles کے بول

Red lines crossing through the twilight sky Mother night is urging them to try Crimson rebels with emotions pure Not healed yet but they will find the cure The oracles of flame They foretold The predators will come and Their blind rage will take hold Every single soul will testify When the whirlwinds come you hear them cry Battle demons sacred in their rage Can’t be held in any man-made cage The oracles of flame They foretold The predators will come and Their blind rage will take hold The oracles of flame They foretold The predators will come and Their blind rage will take hold