Fallen beast
Turning eden to hell
Holy breeding
Hunting begins
Your soul shall serve the dead
Blood of heaven
The sheltering Moon lies awake
Towering over the path
And the mist whispers my name
As the living forest awaits
Shattering towns as I run
Wolves hiding behind my back
Breathing fire we march on
Fallen beast
Turning eden to hell
Holy breeding
Hunting begins
Your soul shall serve the dead
Blood of heaven
We were born from dusk
And winter blow
As far as the stars could recall
Building back our reign beyond
Angels are flying up high
Burning their wings in the Sun
As their will is stronger than faith
They're daring when no one has run
No prayers needed for us
As where we're going there's no light
In the darkness we stay strong
We were born from dusk
And winter blow
As far as the stars could recall
Building back our reign beyond
We were born from dusk
And winter blow
As far as the stars could recall
Building back our reign beyond
Fallen beast
Turning eden to hell
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