Finally free from the chains of the ages The terror of ancient times Disregard the divine sentence Will of Valar disobeyed Silent caverns, great kingdom
all is calm The albatross begins with its vengeance A terrible thirst, a curse has begun His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner About his neck, the dead
you (Prozak) In my dreams I got visions of dead bodies decomposin Chokin from the smoke from the blast of the explosives Plastic detonations all my dreams are dramatic From
thy name - Your kingdom of slaves Blessed be those who rise up - Against God The fallen angels - The burning souls The spirits of fire and revolution Rising up from
The day we rise again Then Ferris father will summon us And we will rise from death One million warriors with foaming mouths To challenge life itself A horrid ship of dead
In the silence of darkness, among the shadows of the dead we hear a wolf howling hungry to wake up children of the graves Unripe Vengeance! The cult
Rise, ablaze, libidinous, Devildom voyeurs Ascend to smother the light Nascent aeon's confer Chaos is spat from the black eternal sea Serrated mountains
The army of the dead [IV) Army Of The Dead] Holy gift a ritual of seer destruction hunting their prey,cruel in their desire for vengeance the dead warriors rise from
rise my sword against all thee and then the spell shall son be cast you're doomed to fall beneath my axe I'll banish evil from this land a newborn
text The spirit was free and had fled from its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden reprieve And thus in the woman a life was conceived From the
fled from its nest It was eager to grow from this sudden reprieve And thus in the woman a life was conceived From the beginning the world was misled As
church Carnivorous grave worms hanging from hooks Devouring the gray matter of emotion I hear the salvation of Hell calling...Hell calling One more dead
Though the flesh be dead and rotten Dead kings rise For vengeance owed Bound by battle scars When the savages reigned The lord of war From his right
See Along Black Walls Rise Tier after Tier of Carven Painted Sacrophagi Each Standing in a Niche in the Stone The Mounted Tiers Rising Up To Be Lost in
excavating in the Catacombs of Nephren-Ka, we have unwittingly awakened our protagonist from his long, restful interment. After wreaking his underworld vengeance upon us for disturbing him from
I'll rise, I'll rise Back from the dead again Oh, sweet revenge Fire and slaughter Alive, alive From the grave I've risen A sword day, a red day Time
order, who prostrate to their naked kings, tailor the seams of funeral shrouds on foreign shores, but shed no tears for the dead of the endless list