Rising Through The Curse

Lords
Your scream is high and loud
Like a call from the sky
An immortal call to wake up the hungry spirits of us
It's a thunderfar away
A growl that can't be tamed
A cold blast of devastation and black wreckness
Kings of frames
Who heated swords in battlefields
Here, I scream your name!
Warlord fathers
Bless us, savage and insane!
Forever we praise your name!

Hear my call from the deep woods
This dusk, a portrait of doom
A hawk sings alone
For the chosen to rise through the curse
Brothers, listen to my call
Feel deep in your souls
The bond of the black crowned rainbow soul by soul
Our lineage is drown in blood
Rivers of blood without outfall
It's time to get out throne with devotion as before the fall
There was a time when every moon was ours
And diamonds falling from red skies
The path was bright in gold
And then, it came the curse
We will be rising through the curse!

Immortal, eternal...
In melancholy desire still shines
And loneliness still burns inside
Lines of scars, marks of pain
Bitter lives, suffering, no more again
Scars of pain
Will burn again
Purify
Your spirit of vengeance won't cry
Live forever in battlefields!
Lords
We're ready for the rise
To rise above the sky
To wake up finally the hungry spirits of us
Your spirit for vengeance will die!