Diabolou archaes legeones
Our bodies obscured by the sun From our birth we are cursed Inverted is the life we live Under the pale gray sky Below the shade of the dark clouds Victory is drown in our eyes A dawn of a new order we adore The infernal prince we worship The balance of life and death The icy touch of existence Spit out the fruits of madness Expose your hate, escape from weakness Open your eyes and see The veil has been lifted The chain has been broken OUR REIGN HAS JUST BEGUN!!
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
Deeply down in the valley of Kings among the neutral woods of the forsaken lands A tenebrous spirit eternally dwells seeking resurrection for the horde of torment. Till the final calls, legion of the Undead will keep their swords, fiery into the crypts under a fullmoon light, onward to sacred path bright ungodly flames exist in blackened souls. Howling from darkness, summoning the nameless reveals the hateful wrath unleashed upon mankind nocturnal lullabies, praising the impure the mystery of creation perished in the endless sky
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025