Текст песни Angel Corpse - Sons Of Vengeance
Angel Corpse - Sons Of Vengeance слова песни
Awake! Sons of Vengeance riseRub the dust of twenty centuries from your eyesFashion your being: ploughshares into weapons of warToday we conquer the self - tomorrow the worldMen of war defiant - to ashes fall the godsApocalyptic deeds - fierce archonic mightA knell a pall masking honored rites of springThe empyreal majesty of abyss windsAn affirmation of struggleLike wolves closing in for the killMaking holy our war immortal this glorious nightA brotherhood of iron - falling in we marchShout into the star shattered Dawn...We are Sons of VengeanceBlessed and boldReborn in hateFingers of scorn fists of furious destructionDiscipline of steel beyond the roar of all warUnleashed lightning storm brigades to bePowerful creative joyous and free