Ravishing nightly whispers forlorn
Singing their tunes over a shaded land
From where mysteries were born
It's a rising storm
The untamed rality is forging through, with a rush and fury that haunts the lifetide
The faithful servant that walks our way, one step behind till we run no more
Whispers that carries the wind, the breeze that slowly put a lid on the light
Only the essence of the inevitable will chant, to return with raging storm poems
From tongue to tongue the word carries on, hovering whispers from the mouth of war
We dare to conquer our fate, willing to embrace the absence of d**h
Ravishing nightly whispers forlorn
Singing their tunes over a shaded land
From where mysteries were born
It's a rising storm
Travelling with the gods and forgotten tales, dying to inhert its raging poetry, With
Vengeance as companion and faithful servant, The night is ours, the night devours, enchanting
Powers the makes the blood rush like never before, What's been lost can be ours again,
Rise come forth defend for what it's worth
Defy the monstrous its prey
And cleanse the koma for a while
Rise in the glory of your existence
And sing your roaring hymn
From tongue to tongue the word carries on, hovering whispers from the mouth of war
We dare to conquer our fate, willing to embrace the absence of d**h and
Stay guided by the torch we lit by will, brothers fall in to the hymn, even the odds further
To take the right the proclaimer keeps, to add on the souls he reap.