Web of corruption thick with deceit The language of destruction, the slaughter of the meek Under a serpent sun we shall all live as one No rest for
Web of corruption thick with deceit The language of destruction, the slaughter of the meek Under a serpent sun - we shall all live as one No rest for
Oversættelse: At The Gates. Under A Serpent søn.
united Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner with common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at
her control A moment of madness unfettered a soul That would relish a freedom denied once before By a desperate nation with it's back to the wall Within a
all the graves and broken bones For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth
spit at the sun, put it out like a burning ember. She has a porcelain soul. As you crawl under the moon. Make this bed and sleep forever. She has a porcelain
A winter moon concealed, darkest of all nights The serpent at our gates, we are abandoned from the light We remain vigilant, with the eyes of a hawk to
Under blackened wings Souls under the serpents banner with common flesh But a heart of scorn and painfull anger Orgy of destruction - a "gesture of might" Gaze at