Warmaster Returns 歌词

The reek of black ichor from christ's eyes Stabbed in spite by a thousand knives To murder not only this world But also god and to crush his cenotaphs In times of strife A fire burns Warmaster returns Those who awaited in dread and revulsion For the sombre tyrant's return And to once again hail the cloven hoof In forbidden spirit with the courage of kings In times of strife A fire burns Warmaster returns When the kingdoms of men fall in mayhem The ones who live for strife will survive There will be no equality, no exemption The violent inversion of the inefficient earth When the fortresses of choice have decayed Blood convokes those with the will to fight And those who strove to embrace the world in vein Shall claim their distinction when burned at the pyre