Zavorash - Return From Grace lyrics

ZAVORASH! Wastelands Of Cold, The d**hlike Beauty Memories Stained By The Tainted Blood An Urge To There On The Hillside Gather A Warma** On Our Ancestral Grounds Then Forge Revenge On Those Who Made The Tale Come True Cremate Them On Their Own Fires Judge Them To Fall From This Earth Under The Weight Of Our Steel Let The Altar Crumble By The Winternight And The Icon Burn By Our Hate Let The Gate Be Crushed And Vengeance Dance Like The Blood That Shall Cover The Earth They Came With Words Of Light Our Reply Sung Out By Axe Singing Their Pestful Songs While Life Spills Out Before Them Ancestral Souls Among Us Gather Those Who Watched The Lake Before The Cross Through Mountains And Pinewoods Tales Behold Of The Sin That Sank The North Bringing Us Strength To k** And Laugh While The Sword Cuts Deep Their Tears Will Never Quench The Firefull Hate Beyond Their Grace For When Sorrow Forces Its Dreadful Stake Through The Heart Of The Spoiled Soul The Dead Will Never Find Their Peace And Souls Again Turn Black Their Lies Fall From Time In A Plague With Countless Fallen Even If They Fear Us With Their Lives They Sealed Their Own d**h We Rally Our Banner In The Wind Legioneers To Bring Time To An End May It Be That We Are The Sin But Our Call We Shall Follow The Darkened Blade Through The Heart Of Light We The Faithless Tyrants Covenants Of An Eternal War Kings To Be Crowned By Bloodfilled Rage