DROWNING THE LIGHT
- Servant Of An Unholy Plague Lyrics / with translationsIn an empire of mutilated silhouettes
Where shadows tell tales of nocturnal dark enigmas
Who curse the very ground they walk on
Who cause the feeble to tremble
A lonesome soul watches from a far
Poisoning the light with his gaze
A black templar of unearthly power
A rotten being of foul intentions
He curses the very ground he walks on
He causes the feeble to tremble
He reeks of dead angels tears
He lives with the rats of no fear
The servant of an unholy plague
The bringer of cruel intent
He wanders a path of sorrow
Torture to reinvent
He is the bite of this world
Thrown aside by the cross
The one who rapes the hymen of earth
Who spreads the black crust
He laughs at the folly of man
He is part of our dark clan
With spite he loughs
His story will be told
For years to come
He will always return
A fire that forever burns
Where shadows tell tales of nocturnal dark enigmas
Who curse the very ground they walk on
Who cause the feeble to tremble
A lonesome soul watches from a far
Poisoning the light with his gaze
A black templar of unearthly power
A rotten being of foul intentions
He curses the very ground he walks on
He causes the feeble to tremble
He reeks of dead angels tears
He lives with the rats of no fear
The bringer of cruel intent
He wanders a path of sorrow
Torture to reinvent
He is the bite of this world
Thrown aside by the cross
The one who rapes the hymen of earth
Who spreads the black crust
He laughs at the folly of man
He is part of our dark clan
With spite he loughs
His story will be told
For years to come
He will always return
A fire that forever burns
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Servant Of An Unholy Plague
Drowning The Light
Drowning The Light
Eyes Of Onyx I The Cataclysmic Cycle Of Renewal Pact Of The Black Templars Night Of Neverending Turmoil As Plague Upon The Sheep The Darkness Is The Guiding Light Sound The Battle Horn When Dusk Breathes Its Last Breath The Nostaliga Of The Old That Runs Through Our Veins
