Pretender To The Throne (opus Ii: Battle At The Nether-worl Lyrics

Pretender To The Throne (opus Ii: Battle At The Nether-worl lyrics

Beyond the mountains of madness

Crossing the river Acheron

Lies the
crimson battlefield

Where Father and son will cross their blades



On a flaming bat-shaped chariot

The Infernal Emperor appears

Matching his daring offspring

Waiting for Cerberus to howl



The guardian hound now screams

And swords are raised with hatred

Both forged in pain and blackness

Destined to spread the veil of
Death



The battle doesn't seem to end

Such is their ferocious
rage

Like hungry beasts upon their prey

No more blood ties can hide
their hate

 

 Suddenly the black-steel blade

Held by the
pretender's hand

Pierces the Undead's wicked head

As dragon wings
shading the sun



A wave of living darkness

Effuses from the
Emperor's heart

Embraces the usurper

Absorbing his soul and
blood



A triumphant voice

Now echoes in the skies



Now my son we're bound

Reborn into the Black

Masters of the
Cosmos

Now my son we're one