Paroles de Routa (part II)

Laying tô rest and summon the death With profound and fierce fire Cleanse the soul in the Blaze of the ancient wrath Searing grave, black flames from The void tear through the pyre From fire tô embers With strenght I burn Resurrection of the fallen Into the lifeless lands of the north From the abyss, from the core From the depths of the damnation The infernal regions I was reborn into the coldest dawn Into the coldest dawn The coldest of them all! Once departed and reawakened I carry the mark of the 4th rider of the pale horse Bringer of death upon the earth! I was brought back With a coal-black soul My heart beats still forevermore! In the flames of the end I'vê been reborn!