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Alpha Centurion and the Omega Writ

Album: a Ghost in the Woods
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Duration

4:20

Genres

Metal

Description

Track from the new album "a Ghost in the Woods"

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Lyrics

Alpha Centurion and the Omega Writ -------------------------------------------- A mighty legion rumbles just beyond the ancient gate Thunder of the gods, a purple night, last rites commensurate Cadence, echoes, screams throughout the valley of a silent nation Hydra burns across the sky, a flight upon the winds of Satan And the shadows shall blot out the sky And hell shall scorch through the land Havoc awaits at your doorstep Apparitions of the end time and the falling of man Blood drenched, the streets and corridors, to leave a shattered race The tales shall once be told of tribes whom dwelled now empty space A fog arises from the earth, a cryptic atmosphere Horsemen of Apollyon ride forth, foot soldiers take the rear And the souls of the lost follow with them Eating existence, leaving behind absence, famine Havoc awaits at your door step Apparitions of the end time and the falling of man Embedded in the black Engulfed in all that's mortal fear We haven't seen the sun in what seems like a thousand years The fires miles high, a sea of blood as wide as hell The gruesome aftermath, a call to arms, the tolling bell And we shall dine in the presence of gods And we shall fight until death be thine end War is thy faith, soldier of hate, torment and rage Blood thirst, a new darkness storms down like rain Soldier of hate, torment and rage Blood thirst, a new darkness storms down like rain Gathered beneath the moonlight the armies file in A mass of heart and hunger, the great leviathan Standing among the many, unpronounced, a king of men A sleeping giant shall avenge, a war of wars begins Death is thy fate, soldier of hate, torment and rage Blood thirst, a new darkness storms down like rain Soldier of hate, torment and rage Blood thirst, a new darkness storms down like rain Even the odds, settle the score We shall not lye down as we've done before Even the odds, settle the score We shall not lye down as we've done before

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