Adramelech Centuries Of Murder
Out of the darkness
and into the burning sunlight
swordblades flash
the way of the warrior brought unto thee
Tortured screams vanish,
as life withdraws from the fallen
remember no more
Nothing sacred, no solace in death
Centuries of murder
Swift extinction, the burning of empires
built to glorify...
Their crowned kings, cloaked priests
All to fall in single mass
A coming storm of disastrous will
Yearns for hundreds of bloodstained years
