Damnations Morning کے بول

As mercy's reign lays withered, magestic gloats unsung Before the throttled kingdom, revel in our conquest won Fate unreal until revealed, outpour shock's cruel persuasion Barbaric ages restoration Wielding flames of fallen empires, aspire to cease all grace We applaud your kingdom's failure, and with our joy we seal its fate Slaves not to the perils bygone, victors of the morning after Accountable to none, to none! We'll be our own masters Damnations Morning! Awake to Heavens falling Uprise your makers met, fate is calling. We'll usher you into hell!! Proclamation! The Wit of fools. Reviving abhoration, incite the masses cruel Annihilation! Strike with the devil's tool Urged by bloodshead then rule!!! Ignite the trageties!!! Praise torment shamelessly!!! Unrap the centuries!!! Dethrone and fetch to fires,, tomorrow's awakening!!! Sunrise summons new breath Nightfall feeds on what was left Milleniums barely reflect The sins our dawn have... Kept!!