Songtext
The swinging fields and mighty seas
Descending through the darkest paths
The land, the beast, the bones and still
No, we will break free
And kill the one-eyed god of death
And when this world's about to end
Rejoice in all the things you heard
Rejoice, the image has seen
Oh how, oh how, the death of this world
Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
Of death, the world cannot hold the blood of poison
Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
What lies ahead dies beyond
The boiling earth, the decayed roots
Oppressive skies, the end dawns anew
Cold and cruel, cursed silver moon
Raw and grim, stains the golden sun
War, serpent rises
In stillness sleeps the sea
The wolf of peace is hunger
Rising sun is low
War, serpent rises
Twilight touches the wandering star
Ravens settle down
And the wind dies away
Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
Of death, the world cannot hold the blood of poison
Trumpets roaring from a dead lung
What lies ahead dies beyond
They say, well, they understand
Their holy fate here is their hands
And so by sticks they love this land
To bear the world
And thus the rivers will run red
Until the prophecies will be fulfilled
Until the one-eyed god is killed
Until the world is bastard
War, serpent rises
In stillness sleeps the sea
The wolf of peace is hunger
Rising sun is low
War, serpent rises
Twilight touches the wandering star
Ravens settle down
And the wind dies away
