Bornholm - Acheron

Текст песни

Oh, towers of the shining walls
Oh, ancients of the skies
Shattered shields on the ground
Warriors, hear the battlecry
Many are died on the
Bloodstained altars of hungry gods
Thy wisdom has lost
The golden helmet has fallen
To the dust…
Cold winds blow through the
Bronzen, halls, the olden columns
Are resounding the war
Torches blaze by the ancient graves
The spirits howling by the light
Of the moon
Clash of the armouries becoming
Faint, the darkness falls to the
Emerald Thrones
Fires burn in mourning hearts
Your name will never fade…
Acheron
The sky is red as I watch you fall
Acheron
I remember the war, the forgotten
Tombs of your kings
Unnameable Gods are calling me
From the past…
Acheron
Unnameable Gods are calling me
From the past…
Acheron
I saw the flags of doom
Rising high
Acheron
The sky is red, as I watch you fall…
I utter the name, the fires still burn
The fires of Acheron…