Rain of Spirits کے بول

Forged by an ancient being Among them, he will return To reclaim the glory once lost At the echo of a thousand cries And in this rain of spirits The blade will reach the light With blood and will of fire It will never be satisfied A distorted figure collecting deaths How many, I can't count Behind its face, there are spider eyes And his hands have claws Madness, madness And in this rain of spirits Millions and millions will be cleared And in this rain of spirits It will never be satisfied A distorted figure collecting deaths How many, I can't count Behind its face, there are spider eyes And his hands have claws And in this rain of spirits The blade will reach the light With blood and will of fire It will never be satisfied And in this rain of spirits The blade will reach the light And in this rain of spirits It will never be satisfied