The Descent of Gods Songtext
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The Descent of Gods Songtext
Darkness falling down from the skies
Rain of thousand stars shaking the ground
Rise up to defend with black, cold, hardened shields (hearts are destined to fall)
Cold blades are drawn to meet the wind (win for the lives to be stored)
See they rise above the clouds
Riders of the northern lights
Walking through the gates of pitch-black fire (fires of the unholy)
Mortal flesh ripped off, the beast is feasting with you (of their own death)
Hear they marching through their land
Children of the dungeons deep
Angels fall, titans roar (kings will rise to challenge the throne)
Sirens call, the end of all, witness the descent of gods
Nemesis embraced by another
Apocalyptic thunderstorm
Angels slain by the devil
Devil cut down by a Naga queen
Battleground swept by the rain of blood
Shed by the beast of fire
Mortal men facing the horror
Led by the dread knight of death
In the center of the firestorm
Illusions come alive
Elementals rising up
To crash, drown, freeze and burn
In the heat of this divine war
Eternal tales are born
The tales of gods and men
The legend reborn
Desert sand
Burning like ancient pyres
Devil′s hand
Holding your still beating heart
Down below the grave
Spectral wings are spread
Eyes black as obsidian
Hungry for awaiting feast
Angels fall, titans roar (kings will rise to challenge the throne)
Sirens call, the end of all, witness the descent of gods
Nemesis embraced by another
Apocalyptic thunderstorm
Angels slain by the devil
Devil cut down by a Naga queen
Battleground swept by the rain of blood
Shed by the beast of fire
Mortal men facing the horror
Led by the dread knight of death
In the center of the firestorm
Illusions come alive
Elementals rising up
To crash, drown, freeze and burn
In the heat of this divine war
Eternal tales are born
The tales of gods and men
The legend reborn
Rain of thousand stars shaking the ground
Rise up to defend with black, cold, hardened shields (hearts are destined to fall)
Cold blades are drawn to meet the wind (win for the lives to be stored)
See they rise above the clouds
Riders of the northern lights
Walking through the gates of pitch-black fire (fires of the unholy)
Mortal flesh ripped off, the beast is feasting with you (of their own death)
Hear they marching through their land
Children of the dungeons deep
Angels fall, titans roar (kings will rise to challenge the throne)
Sirens call, the end of all, witness the descent of gods
Nemesis embraced by another
Apocalyptic thunderstorm
Angels slain by the devil
Devil cut down by a Naga queen
Battleground swept by the rain of blood
Shed by the beast of fire
Mortal men facing the horror
Led by the dread knight of death
In the center of the firestorm
Illusions come alive
Elementals rising up
To crash, drown, freeze and burn
In the heat of this divine war
Eternal tales are born
The tales of gods and men
The legend reborn
Desert sand
Burning like ancient pyres
Devil′s hand
Holding your still beating heart
Down below the grave
Spectral wings are spread
Eyes black as obsidian
Hungry for awaiting feast
Angels fall, titans roar (kings will rise to challenge the throne)
Sirens call, the end of all, witness the descent of gods
Nemesis embraced by another
Apocalyptic thunderstorm
Angels slain by the devil
Devil cut down by a Naga queen
Battleground swept by the rain of blood
Shed by the beast of fire
Mortal men facing the horror
Led by the dread knight of death
In the center of the firestorm
Illusions come alive
Elementals rising up
To crash, drown, freeze and burn
In the heat of this divine war
Eternal tales are born
The tales of gods and men
The legend reborn
Writer(s): Primrose Nyoka, Esko Matti Sakari Itala, Toke Fonskov Gerdts, Lauri Itala, Olavi Paavali Pouttu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com