The Unborn کے بول

The Ungod´s throne will be located among the deads Death legions will be gathered to cause the end of times Holy places will burn under the wings of the eternal frozen flames Proclaming the final victory He shall arise the Unborn, the Ungod In his hands he has the hidden keys that will open the gates And that night has come, was born Encircled in darkness and cold The wrath of the fallen will be spread We´ll proclaim the beginning of a dark new age Where the day will stay faded