Besedila:
Angel Dust Centuries

side We'll gather one day In a secret place And battle to the last To fulfill detiny Century to century We ride on the light From century to century

your side We'll gather one day In a secret place And battle to the last To fulfill detiny Century to century We ride on the light From century to century

charisma he instigates thousands to play the Kamikaze game the tyrant has the power of words His bible is built on barbaric foundations laws from a forgotten century

rides the night With doom winds death's angels fly Across a nearly closed sky line And the sun freezes at one with the infernal holocaust frozen clouds "Centuries

tomb Centuries of dusk marching side by side Bleeding shadows of thy shrine The forest whispers laments for me Painfull screams devours my mind Serenades of angel

on a yaucht (Chillin' in the sun) Bom bout the leave the docks, reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's

Awake! Sons of Vengeance rise Rub the dust of twenty centuries from your eyes Fashion your being: ploughshares into weapons of war Today we conquer the

no Religion, no more No God, no Light, no Power, this Night Lord Priam you stand Horizons once Grand I Slay, I Crush your Towers to Dust Broken under

no Religion, no more No God, no Light, no Power, this Night Lord Priam you stand Horizons once Grand I Slay, I Crush your Towers to Dust Broken under