Blood Of An Apostate Lyrics

Blood Of An Apostate lyrics


Dying out is the sheen of the sun, darkness closing in
and the conqueror
so treacherous stands at his mortal end.
The people of the deep woods
gathering for attack,
for the faith of their fathers' they now raise all
arms.

When the light disappears they march in from everywhere
and
soon their swords made of iron clatter in the air.
There's no one to
survive, everything they will destroy.
Sign of the hammer they carry, to the
ground all crosses fall.

Let the slaughter begin...
Until the
traitor's end...

The blood of an enemy is pouring down the
sword
whilst the blade thirsting for it dashes deeper in.

Children of
the prophet,
your fate is written within the steel of our blades.
For too
long have you inhabited our lands.

We do not need your savior,
we do
not need your lies.
Whoever is unfettered, no man can set him
free.

Nature is our mother,
our altar on her bosom.
The most
sacred of ours dwell everywhere around.

Now see the snowdrifts shine,
hear the rapids rush.
They are the gods we worship
and we will not
forsake what's ours.

And you came up north,
so far from home
where
you shall once again return.

For once more do our spears prey on the
blood of the apostates.

Death to the sheep who deprived us of our
faith,
either withdraw from the north or our vengeance you shall
know.
The god of yours is such a distant creature to our folk,
it shall
vanish into eternities with our wrath upon.

Soon imploring for mercy
with no escape in sight.
Running through the forests but never hiding from
our blades.
The battle soon is overcome, the morning rays do rise,
and
soon do our great warriors ride onwards to Tuonela.

Onwards to
Tuonela...
And the conqueror is gone...

The blood of an enemy is
pouring down the sword
whilst the blade thirsting for it dashes deeper
in.

Shed the blood... death overcome...
Sound the clash of iron...
pain overcome...
Kill them all... sow destruction...
Clatter in the
air... declare a hunt for blood...