Split-Tounged 歌词

Blackened hordes arise! With shadow wings to cross the land Betrayers of the lord, obscured and dwelling forlorn Master - inhale the fumes... Grasp their devius call Satan - speak the words, their serpent tounges screams for war The utter bringer of darkness... Kneel before the storm, bow before the one with horns Ancient tales of the holocaust, the great fall of man Once foretold by the split-tounged... Now it is at hand One by one they all fall slained, thrown into the deep sea of red Season of the split-tounged - the harvest of the dead Chasm of old, opens wide as brimstone blows Funerals wind sweeps throughout the world, emerging from the abyssic depths below Evil - the conquering, consuming of earth Father - speak the worlds, command the world to... ...Burn ...To mourn, torn... Reformed, ...Again ...And again ...Blood is stained ...Life is drained ...In his name Ancient tales of the holocaust, the great fall of man Once foretold by the split-tounged... Now it is at hand One by one they all fall slained, thrown into the deep sea of red Season of the split-tounged - the harvest of the dead Out from ashes, a dark realm's unfold Foretold by the split-tounged ...Now to behold Death has been spread, all blood is shed Due to the split-tounged, mankind is dead