Where winds transform into crushing storms And whispers grow to endless screams Candles guide a fulminate fire to start There youll find us in the heart A raging faction bridging waters godlike Vicious kings with sword in hand Hidden by skies dressed in flames Hordes of morality this is the end Take command finally And we will fear not the ache, Tonight were storming their walls Howling words of thunder We are anger we are slander Dreadful orphans of distress Well free them all Proper time to unveil We are fire youre our scale Awful kings shall reign supreme With visions clear for revelations to come Out of dusk well appear as in a dream A dark heaven for a dark strike Forced by acts divine Heads up straight in the sky Tomorrows first light will be our sign Where winds transform into crushing storms And whispers grow to endless screams Candles guide a fulminate fire to start There youll find us in the heart And we will fear not the ache, Tonight were storming their walls Howling words of thunder We are anger we are slander Dreadful orphans of distress Well free them all Proper time to unveil We are fire youre our scale For well reveal hell on earth As you will see Unholy force out of the past Leave behind a mischief to last Well appear as in a dream
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