Legions

In fire and Lava mist smoke Consuming pride Black lightning Crowned by the old Hills With hundreds of protectors Plains By strangers' fight Darkness falls into dust and is Roaring Corpses burning and they Can't contain We are slaves to the gods of no Destroying Our home no longer here Afraid The affairs Ambitious One son of the rotten master Transferring gods This parable of sin that you surpass You've gone far beyond From the sight of the rotten master From your refuse In parable of sin that you surpass Darkness falls into dust and dust is Roaring Corpses burning and they can't contain We are slaves to the gods of no Destroying Our home no longer here Afraid Day comes when we shall leave the regions Former Days of taking it our way Godless will be our kingdom keep it Roaring Silence suffered before the collapse