Текст песни Liege Lord - Rage Of Angels
Liege Lord - Rage Of Angels слова песни
Foretell us of the secret hosts of evil`s gameTheir names may not be spoke aloudLest they profane mortal lips and take the blameFrom unholy darkness their attacking the heavensA rage of angels descending from the skiesA rage of angels seen through your eyesAnd though you`ve wandered from life to save you one lone angel fliesDefending all that`s sacred hither hath we goThe devils pawns are on the riseForeseeking vengeance from the lives that they have knownInjecting thorns for peril or a snare for sinThe smoke is swept away as this encounter slowsThe prince of darkness overthrownThe angel`s rage has proved victorious as knownThe evil underground shall threaten nevermore