Magni Mori (1291 Version)
Holy city
Whole fortress in defense
Sacramental city under sacrilegious siege
Ambition for power makes us unstoppable
A cost of split entrails entailing
Unchaining of a festering blasphemous demon
His desire to become the vile father of lust
An iniquitous ruler of this world
When the sun descends
We make our mark
Under the guidance of the red moon we attack
Adramalech your words guide
Our lord leads us to unpreventable victory
Break down the gate
Set it ablaze
An unending axe of sacrifice
Leave not a single generation
Their death our art
Peasants lords and knights
All slaughtered at our hands
The hands of Adramalech now grasp this land
Bodies piled endlessly high
Turning red the night sky
Rivers of blood replace the streets
These guts and bones smell of defeat
The reaping is done not a seed left to sow
Bring home the unwilling
Ripe to reap
When the sun descends
We make our mark
Under the guidance of the red moon we attack
Adramalech your words guide
Our lord leads us to unpreventable victory
When the sun descends
We make our mark
Under the guidance of the red moon we attack
Adramalech your words guide
Our lord leads us to unpreventable victory
Whole fortress in defense
Sacramental city under sacrilegious siege
Ambition for power makes us unstoppable
A cost of split entrails entailing
Unchaining of a festering blasphemous demon
His desire to become the vile father of lust
An iniquitous ruler of this world
When the sun descends
We make our mark
Under the guidance of the red moon we attack
Adramalech your words guide
Our lord leads us to unpreventable victory
Break down the gate
Set it ablaze
An unending axe of sacrifice
Leave not a single generation
Their death our art
Peasants lords and knights
All slaughtered at our hands
The hands of Adramalech now grasp this land
Bodies piled endlessly high
Turning red the night sky
Rivers of blood replace the streets
These guts and bones smell of defeat
The reaping is done not a seed left to sow
Bring home the unwilling
Ripe to reap
When the sun descends
We make our mark
Under the guidance of the red moon we attack
Adramalech your words guide
Our lord leads us to unpreventable victory
When the sun descends
We make our mark
Under the guidance of the red moon we attack
Adramalech your words guide
Our lord leads us to unpreventable victory
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Writer(s): Ryan Peterson
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