The Verger Songtext
von Dark Millennium

A long cold winter in our world begins

He reigns upon a throne of blood
The jackal in disguise, the father of lies

The murderer might be the host
The man you trust might be a ghost
You follow his seductive smiles
Into a destination of despite

Extermination

Extermination of the weak
Unholy visit in your sleep
Eradicate, the pain has gone
The will is strong, your flesh is weak


Subdivided into pieces
He spreads the word
The root of all that is evil

The spokesman is a ghost
Transmission
A horrible arrival
A trip into a reign of grief

Begetter of rats
It′s true and it's sad
Thief of sous
He′s back, he's back
The new home is the old home
The emperor is the divine born
Son of