Tekster:
Furor The Invert Absolute

: A call to war upholds us, uncoiled forces roam. Throughout before hell feeds us, our colours shone! Shone! Shone! Unlasting cries of reason, avenge

: Annihilation awakened, disease unpacked Forwarned a thousand times, of your feeble future gaping black Hellbent for blood of the innocent, souls we

of attack? Beneath the ashes of the outcome, the logics intact. Damnations rule, Order through chaos!!! Disaster brings with it uncouth. Uncertainties embrace the absolute

: Forever pacing, the walls within our heads. Tempted by our dreams invoked from fear of death! The clouded sources of all passions fade to grey. Concealed

Arise in black, suprise attack! Forgo the ritual of the dark taking back! Their rightfull throne, return to home Forever, left in debt be the legions

As mercy'sreign lays withered, magestic gloats unsung Before the throttled kingdom, revel in our conquest won Fate unreal until revealed, outpour shock

Beyond the sun, where nigh prevails. The pitch of blackness has won! The cold forever, freezes starscapes unsuspecting. Perhaps correcting, the faults

Handed down through the ages, Amidst a history of everflowing war. A story of steel that guards all strength within the riddle, Ignores, demands to

of attack? Beneath the ashes of the outcome, the logics intact. Damnations rule, Order through chaos!!! Disaster brings with it uncouth. Uncertainties embrace the absolute