اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The winds of suffering
Howl into the night
Within the shallow graves
They�ll die come twilight
The minions of Satan
Come to kill the light
Slaughtered humanity
As dark angels take flight
Amongst rain and hell�s fire
The dark shall come
A funeral for humanity
Dark dirges sung
The battle is won
They weep for their dead
Unholy battleground
The moon bleeds red
Upon the crimson Throne of Darkness
The dark one spreads his wings
Upon the unholy land of hellish fires
Upon the bloody wings
Dark legions are born
The sun slowly dies
Blood moon is reborn
Into depths of darkness
The Dark Age is born
