Twisted Tower Dire - Sign Of The Storm lyrics

The world is waiting, anticipating tragedy Cynical spirits, try to spell our legacy We'll trample the dead with ten legions of men Only the true will survive There'll be no retreat, all false souls we'll defeat Our call to honour won't die Beware! Sign of the storm! Our time's at hand! Blood on your sword (All Hail!) Sign of the storm, the siege begins, victory is now You've got blood on your hands! Crowds of fools watching For a flicker of weakness in our eyes But oh how they'll crumble When they hear our battle cry Do be afraid! The warriors now gather, from all corners of the world One mission unites them, we now invoke the gods of war! After the slaughter, we gaze upon the bloodsoaked field No pity or sorrow, the choice they made was all too real The world is watching, now to mourne this tragedy The cynical spirts once again begin their scheme Forever we will fight together Brother hold your torches high Warriors of Albion!