When the time comes our legions will be awakened
and in the front we will reborn as gods
So the cry of angels finally ceases
When their bloodstained wings falls we shall march forth
Our march proliferate the chaos
Conceiving the end itself
In this sulphur cauldron
we forge the Black
Hear the syren proclaiming the dusk
We are the sons of war
Hear the syren proclaiming the dusk
We are the sons of war
Into the void the enemy front fall
Shadowing the sunrise to come
Fallen memories, shattered hopes
There's no peace, there's no home
Swords with engines and horses with wheels
Hell belongs to legions battlefields
To poison the seas, to fire the skies
To see your beliefs collapse before my eyes
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