Behemoth
Rising Proudly Towards The Sky

Fallen into oblivion...
The last view inside my mind -
Silver walls ofg the castle
Risen proudly towards the sky
The rebellion failed...
Many brave ones went down-
Hung on black trees they are
Blown by the four winds
I've been waiting for years,
Growing stronger
Blazing weapons,eyes burn bright
In the dark - as a King I shall return...
Horns sing in the woods,
Hordes gather
Ancient gods of war
Ride on the sky
Old kingdom will fall
Like a moondust...
Reflecting down the walleys-
So pure, hungry for blood
The hearts of the dark ones
Thunders strike...
Dancing on the black mirrors-
The bards of war and venegeance
Came from forgotten realms
As a King I shell return...
To proclaim my victory,
Return of ancient pride,
Laws of steel...
Cold steel...


Mirror lyrics:

Cold steel...
Laws of steel...
Return of ancient pride,
To proclaim my victory,
As a King I shell return...
Came from forgotten realms
The bards of war and venegeance
Dancing on the black mirrors-
Thunders strike...
The hearts of the dark ones
So pure, hungry for blood
Reflecting down the walleys-
Like a moondust...
Old kingdom will fall
Ride on the sky
Ancient gods of war
Hordes gather
Horns sing in the woods,
In the dark - as a King I shall return...
Blazing weapons,eyes burn bright
Growing stronger
I've been waiting for years,
Blown by the four winds
Hung on black trees they are
Many brave ones went down-
The rebellion failed...
Risen proudly towards the sky
Silver walls ofg the castle
The last view inside my mind -
Fallen into oblivion...


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