Текст песни Necromantia - Pretender To The Throne (opus Ii: Battle
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Beyond the mountains of madnessCrossing the river AcheronLies the crimson battlefieldWhere Father and son will cross their bladesOn a flaming bat-shaped chariotThe Infernal Emperor appearsMatching his daring offspringWaiting for Cerberus to howlThe guardian hound now screamsAnd swords are raised with hatredBoth forged in pain and blacknessDestined to spread the veil of DeathThe battle doesn`t seem to endSuch is their ferocious rageLike hungry beasts upon their preyNo more blood ties can hide their hateSuddenly the black-steel bladeHeld by the pretender`s handPierces the Undead`s wicked headAs dragon wings shading the sunA wave of living darknessEffuses from the Emperor`s heartEmbraces the usurperAbsorbing his soul and bloodA triumphant voiceNow echoes in the skiesNow my son we`re boundReborn into the BlackMasters of the CosmosNow my son we`re one