Handful Of Hate - The Slaughter Of The Slave-gods lyrics

Over the sunset’s bleeding Glittering clouds of thy disease Millennial horizons of equinoctial ruins Crown the light spring Eon’s thundering tempest Tumultuous whirlwind of folly Slaughtering dusty bastions Mud for the weak, thy kingdom come Upper most splendor, thy will is done Forces of the nature were too mild Oh thou crowned and conquering child Mud for the weak, thy kingdom come Over the sunset’s bleeding Glittering clouds of thy disease Millennial horizons of equinoctial ruins Crown the light spring Eon’s thundering tempest Tumultuous whirlwind of folly Slaughtering dusty bastions Io proibisco la discussione Che non vi sia alcuna pietà Siano dannati i pietosi! Uccisione e tortura Non risparmiateli, sottometteteli UCCIDI! k**, torture spare not Battle conquest success is your proof War, vengeance Without pity or quarter Fear, rejoice We shall delight to slay Glow of pride so strong, so proud I’m the hawk-headed lord Of silence and strength I hear the son dies for your time is right At end – UCCIDI! Over the sunset’s bleeding Glittering clouds of thy disease Millennial horizons of equinoctial ruins Crown the light spring Eon’s thundering tempest Tumultuous whirlwind of folly Slaughtering dusty bastions