[Lyrical Obscurity: Equitant, Voice: Proscriptor, Bass: Equitant]
One silver cloud collapsed below the glow of a harvest
Cause we're here to make an oath and we'll raise our realm in a sky of maroon.
Our stratosphere turned dark; however, the
Western winds never stopped blowing.
All deceiving religions fall, we'll gonna close our hands, and make our own
Ignite the wroth flames -
3 fires to the sky
Before the violence,
We stand before the most, wild beast.
We summon you,
To join us all!
Standing upon the sand of the shores was a Queen, with a crown, of
She worships the dragon above, which exalts impiety in that wild beast.
Our father is here with us and we'll summon you to
If we're bonded by jewels and blood on our fists, then we hail you within
kingdoms of mist.
[Repeat Chorus x
Gorias! (The silver sword of the moon)
Finias! (The flaming lancet of the sun)
The winter zephyr warps the power of
Sessair - 3 MORBID SCREAMS!
[MI LUNASA/AUGUST, 1995]