Under the Black Stars کے بول

Come from the past The tales of disgrace The tales of humanity's fall Dark Revelations And ominous words The Menace of Evil is clear Warlords of Doom, Avengers Divine, A myriad shadows align Black Gods of Evil, And Prophets of Death Against our life they conspire Vengeance Divine Black Stars Align The dark ways of old Were not fairytales But uttermost keys to our Fate Wisdom too ancient To be just a lie But we understood it too late... Ships made of nails Will ever appear On the dead waves of the sea? And will the Titans Ever break free From their Tartarean chains? Vengeance Divine Black Stars Align Sealed is our Fate Man Falls Today