Disease Of God lyrics
[Ode to the mighty battlelord]
[Music : Grams, Tems - Lyrics : Tems]
Coming from the frozen Siberia Defying the nothern cold winds Attila, the disease of god Attila, the mighty battlelord
Whose face makes christians scream Whose name is grunted with fear
Infernal disease of god Feeding with warlust Endless dream of conquest Growns your mind
Unnumbered soldiers gathered as one Romans hatred link them to the real victory
Art of destruction, embodiement of cruelty Behind there's a battlepath which never ends A universe made of tears and flesh Ruler of the global undivine fire
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/k/kronos-lyrics/disease-of-god-lyrics.html ] Whose face make christians scream Whose name is grunted with fear
Never romans saw such men Dark, gellow-skinned, flat and split face With beasts skins on their back What are your name, you, barbarians ? Only by a wild grunt they answered hioung
Coming from the frozen Siberia Defying the nothern mistywinds Attila, the disease of god Attila, the undivine battlelord Whose laughter put the world on fire Whose eyes make the purest souls blind
Attila... empire of hate Attila... till the end of time
Attila... as the final one ... vae victis ... as the final ... vae victis
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