Dark Millennium - Of Sceptre Their Ashes May Be Lyrics
Hellchild, be awakentime to remember the rulesthe centuries bleed,the masters are dead and gone...Dance again this winternoghtpast and present shell uniterun for the burialenter the vesper again.The rummors supposegodforsaken are thosethat will bath in the gloss of whatever...Dance again this winternightpast and present shell uniterun for the burialenter the vesper again.OF SCEPTRE the mysteries speak.THEIR ASHES in the lande of the lords.MAY grounds ban the stones of their head?BE one with the spawn of the dead!