Vultyr piosenki

through thunder and through blood travelling on the flaming wings of war riders of the apocalypse heralds of the end we are satan's hammer demons riding the winds of carnage we are satan's hammer from your cracked skulls we'll build our thrones with...

more whiskey and decay more nails hammered into the brain the dead dogs have returned more violent more insane drenched in black blood vomit soaked in batter acid burnt by the dying sun more ignorant yet still blaspemous hightech instruments of human...

There we stood The spectre and I I, Mere mortal And the undead warrior Guarding of the grove Of the black tower Empty eyes staring me Staring right through me Deadly whiskers From unexisting lips His darkness consumes my soul For centuries he's bee...

Enter the frostbitten wastelands of my heart where nothing good has ever grown petrified, cold, heart of ice eclipsed by the moon, buried under the snow hate consumes all, no love lost black eclipse of the heart drowned in a swamp under thick ice no...

Like a cold wind From an opened grave We rise from the shadows Of the valley of death Our bone-white faces shining In the eerie light of the moon Like a black storm From of hell We rise from the icy depths again Our eyes aflame with hate In the eerie...

Cold night for humanity. Bright dawn for a scavanger. Abuse what you can. Destroy what you can't. No one left to learn from history, no one here to write a prophecy. Wasteland of utter blasphemy. Vultyr culture for all eternity. Dead bitch on a carcass of...

Death's black raven Flies over the dark forest Carrying the message of death Flap of it's wings Like a thousand hammers Bound in the night Spreading terror We are the future We are Satan's wrath True kings of chaos Masters of evil We are the future...