Wither my demon's wings in death
Splinter the stars above their tombs
Under the scythe, remember them
And toast their lives with wine distilled from blood
The wind brings rumors of a storm
The kingdom of strife is coming soon
Brothers in bondage, be prepared
These murdered ones are among this era's last
Do you feel that chaos call
Absent long
At last the gate is groaning open
Mercy's on the hill tonight
Bent beneath the cross of the abyss
Think of the sacrifice we've made
That god-lost man may briefly rule
Think of the secret war we've waged
Infernal sons, even bound we prove our strength
Wither my demon's wings in death
Blood of usurpers feed my blade
Suffer the godhand one more blow
My patient host, I promise you revenge
Do you feel that chaos call
Absent long
At last the gate is groaning open
Mercy's on the hill tonight
Bent beneath the cross of the abyss
Ryan Dawson - Chaos Call Lyrics
Ryan Dawson - Chaos Call Lyrics
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Wither my demon's wings in death
Splinter the stars above their tombs
Under the scythe, remember them
And toast their lives with wine distilled from blood
The wind brings rumors of a storm
The kingdom of strife is coming soon
Brothers in bondage, be prepared
These murdered ones are among this era's last
Do you feel that chaos call
Absent long
At last the gate is groaning open
Mercy's on the hill tonight
Bent beneath the cross of the abyss
Think of the sacrifice we've made
That god-lost man may briefly rule
Think of the secret war we've waged
Infernal sons, even bound we prove our strength
Wither my demon's wings in death
Blood of usurpers feed my blade
Suffer the godhand one more blow
My patient host, I promise you revenge
Do you feel that chaos call
Absent long
At last the gate is groaning open
Mercy's on the hill tonight
Bent beneath the cross of the abyss
Splinter the stars above their tombs
Under the scythe, remember them
And toast their lives with wine distilled from blood
The wind brings rumors of a storm
The kingdom of strife is coming soon
Brothers in bondage, be prepared
These murdered ones are among this era's last
Do you feel that chaos call
Absent long
At last the gate is groaning open
Mercy's on the hill tonight
Bent beneath the cross of the abyss
Think of the sacrifice we've made
That god-lost man may briefly rule
Think of the secret war we've waged
Infernal sons, even bound we prove our strength
Wither my demon's wings in death
Blood of usurpers feed my blade
Suffer the godhand one more blow
My patient host, I promise you revenge
Do you feel that chaos call
Absent long
At last the gate is groaning open
Mercy's on the hill tonight
Bent beneath the cross of the abyss
Writer: Ryan Dawson
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