اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
A surge of crows, a foreshadow
A loom of the one who is grand and potent
A burst of unholy fire, harbinger of his arrival
Fiery eyes of a black wolf
Fair and righteous like no other
Far from neglect and defiance, he will lead us
We'll march onward to a far distant shore
Where our bright will grow – we will follow him!
He's right by our side – with him we will ride
The gates open wide – we will honour him!
He's the one we shall follow tonight
Walking endlessly on the path of the dreamer
He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution time
He's the one we shall follow away
Furthermost from wrong from their narrow demeanours
He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution night
A cloak of lustre his garment
Suited for the prince of darkness
Conjuring magickal pyre – summoning wildfire
He'll wipe out the fools and the improper
The ones who plague our dear earth
With their ignorance and self denial – he will lead us
We'll march onward to a far distant shore
Where our bright will grow – we will follow him!
He's right by our side – with him we will ride
The gates open wide – we will honour him!
He's the one we shall follow tonight
Walking endlessly on the path of the dreamer
He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution time
He's the one we shall follow away
Furthermost from wrong from their narrow demeanours
He will come and we'll follow the signs in a pagan absolution night
