Текст (слова) песни: Throne Of Ahaz - The Kings That Were...
... This Is The Night of Werewolves ...
The Bloodred Sky Ruled By Flames of Twisted Hate This Darkest Night An Open Gate For The Black Kings That Were
The Fallen Grace Raped By The Scorn of The Northern Kings A Choir of Wolves Howl Out Their Hate Against The Cold Sky
An Ancient King, He Rode The Black Winds Through The Sky His Sword Was A Burning Flame of Arctic Pride This Endless Night Gather The Vision of A Black Throne A Winter of Pagan Lust... Years of Hunger And War
The Werewolf Revel In The Blood of Sacred Whore This Nigth Is Cold And It Was Foretold To Last For Aeons
An Ancient King, He Rode The Black Winds Through The Sky His Sword Was A Burning Flame of Arctic Pride This Endless Night Gather The Vision of A Black Throne A Winter of Pagan Lust... Years of Hunger And War
Black Lightnings of Returning Gods, Strike The Sky A Throne of Desire Was Built, A Throne of Might I Saw Them Summon Under The Droning Moon I Drowned In Their Eyes... So Black And Cold So Black And Cold...
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