Owlets Wing
I've sworn on gods who know not the cross
Smoked the incense to baal and dreamed in black lotus
I held the newborn baby high
Read the grimoire iron bound
The words from times dawn
As the flames licked his flesh
One cry of the infant, two tears of a whore
The plague from the south the lepers from the east
The eyes of the elder and the owlets wing
I'll ask you to rise ghosts of Atlantis
Your saltwater tombs shall hold you no more
Ia, Ia Cthulhu Fhtagn I will survive eternity
The game of ending has begun
Gods of the pit, keepers of the crypt
I'll ask you to rise
One cry of the infant, two tears of a whore
The wool of a bat, a mad dogs foam
The owlets wing
Iron will bringing mankind to glory
Trinity hope shines on grey faces
Countrymen embrace your folk spirit
Away with Rome and Jerusalem
Hail the ancestors of a thousand ages
Our goal is the enemies extinction
Come brothers, come sisters, perseverance
We shall survive
When the mountains have crumbled to dust
Wash out that christian veneer
And bathe in the blood of the ram
Give me that indigenous religion
Europa dies if the thunder be gone
Hold on to heathen beliefs and values
And love that peculiar to your race
The moon is out, the stars invite
The forest god smiles
Prepare for war
Smoked the incense to baal and dreamed in black lotus
I held the newborn baby high
Read the grimoire iron bound
The words from times dawn
As the flames licked his flesh
One cry of the infant, two tears of a whore
The plague from the south the lepers from the east
The eyes of the elder and the owlets wing
I'll ask you to rise ghosts of Atlantis
Your saltwater tombs shall hold you no more
Ia, Ia Cthulhu Fhtagn I will survive eternity
The game of ending has begun
Gods of the pit, keepers of the crypt
I'll ask you to rise
One cry of the infant, two tears of a whore
The wool of a bat, a mad dogs foam
The owlets wing
Iron will bringing mankind to glory
Trinity hope shines on grey faces
Countrymen embrace your folk spirit
Away with Rome and Jerusalem
Hail the ancestors of a thousand ages
Our goal is the enemies extinction
Come brothers, come sisters, perseverance
We shall survive
When the mountains have crumbled to dust
Wash out that christian veneer
And bathe in the blood of the ram
Give me that indigenous religion
Europa dies if the thunder be gone
Hold on to heathen beliefs and values
And love that peculiar to your race
The moon is out, the stars invite
The forest god smiles
Prepare for war
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Writer(s): Race Of Devils
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