Flamethrower Tide Lyrics

summon you, oh king of the land

Gunpowder is born of my throat, ignite it
Take now my weapons

Carry us both to the place

Where we will never leave
You unfurl October to my legion

Where the angels forever be a dead birds
Your eternal furious tide embrace us
It drain his hearts and die
Father, we are ready to your armed order
Black tree in autumn winds

And liberate Xaphan on the land The artillery that they guard my veins.
Your horses be trodden on the ocean

And all forces in my storm of war,

Horses armoured to your military sing
While his weak person wings tremble
My thorns point at the wind
We will tread on mined fields, oh Satan
The west looks like no winter

JesuXpo burn under the sea

They are the ashes beyond venus

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