The Spawn of Lost Creation Songtext
von Old Man’s Child

Memories from a dark, cold age
Where life was bound to suffer
Blessed with power and blessed with sin
Hunting down the ones that infest the wind

Arise from hell and join the crusade
Come forth and rise the banner of hate

Remnants from a distant past is all that remains
The glory is lost but the seed still grows


When the sun fades below the trees
We come on command
As the moon rises upon the hills
Follow us far into the past
Far into the past

In a time when the dark killed the light
And the sword ruled all
When man was filled with hate
Warriors of the night, death is your fate

When the sun fades below the trees
We come on command
As the moon rises upon the hills
Follow us far into the past


When the sun fades below the trees
We come on command
When the sun fades below the trees
We come on command
We come on command