كلمات Grey Tide

Out of a twisted womb I crawl The child of stone and tainted blood And I, I am the chosen I'm the one ordained to right the hand of God The meek will drench the altar Suffer like me Run, run, run All will drown beneath the grey tide As flesh is tolled in the steel hail Souls are left to howl in the dark wind And so the end The many gods drawn to my side Weave mighty spells, and for all time I dwell within the ether Suffer like me Run, run, run All will drown beneath the grey tide Smoking ashes drifting through the sky A million voices asking why Ana-I nathrakh, you-rth va-s bethud, dokhje-I djenvo Rise, rise, rise, rise Suffer like me Run, run, run All will drown beneath the grey tide