Katharsis - Like Hail lyrics

Azazel's laughter in the wind Summons the messengers of sin My hands are dirty with hot blood I will take my sword When race war starts Knights of Black Steel With the Serpent banner Malice slaughter At the dusk of days Blind seer on the top of the hill Who hears the things beyond The one with thousand names Commander is of his sons Unbound, dreadful lines of victory Beneath a bolting roar Our sea of arrows chases the host This is the prophecy comes true Azazel's laughter in the wind Summons, the sinners are to win My hands are dirty with hot blood I take my sword for race war is in ...