歌詞
Sometimes to walk the earth alone
Furthest shadow, the land of sorrow
The bitter solace, friend and foe
Faithful tongues, solemn lord
Throats of death, dying summons
Smoking breath of lovelic island
Brewing, creeping iridescence
Urging light and fearless thunder
Mercenaries
Forgotten slave
Lords of bedlam
The web of wickedness deforms
All that's hallowed, who will follow?
Amidst the cry and lamentation
With crooked hands, contrite the charm
As rivers of broom beckon the ancients
A troop of echoes forge the sword
Mouths wide open like ghastly sores
Ersch the maitre, fan the hordes
And the tempest rose with the north wind
As the banshee wail
Spewing her venom, contempt
And the torrents roar
Engulfing flames
As the banshee wail
Transcending the steps of rage
Mercenaries
Forgotten slave
Lords of bedlam
