Titans کے بول

Shadowy images come into sight, betokening the arrival of the night Heed the wind and its tale of woe, summon ghosts forth from below Ancient darkness, undying grimness, chthonic shrine of the gods Faces encrusted with blood and grime Scavenging throughout the obscurity of time Titans, usurp the throne A pitch black palace engraved in stone Titans, emerge victorious Titans, titans, titans Through the ruins of Necromanteion, wraithlike deities loom from beyond Countless years eclipsed in silence, the oracle of death rise to eminence Ancient darkness, undying grimness, chthonic shrine of the gods Dead but dreaming in vast antique empires Ascend in flames of the funeral pyres Who dwellest in the void place of the squall