Текст песни Bathory - Day Of Wrath
Bathory - Day Of Wrath слова песни
Finally the purifying stormFirst we die then be rebornSo flock the banner of The Return now fight and dieMany head serpent is here at our sideWagnerian end the grand finale is hereAwash with red blood rebirth is nearFeel wind of Mayhem against your faceBugle divine can be heard throughout spaceIf in the heat of battle you will have doubtJust kill them all and let their God sort them outThe tales of this day will replace tomorrows weepFor when thou wind doth saw then storm thou shall reapOn the final dayThe angel heart lies cold Under The SignAnd crimson still the frozen Blood On IceDrawn on walls in blood of goats the OctagonThe vagrant souls will chant the Requiem until the Twilight is long goneSuck the leaves of otherness and lie down with the facces goddesEat from her rotten flesh there is no life before deathNow the sky is crimson with blood of angelsKneel before the voice face the anger of GodDay Of wrath