Letras
The mighty swords of the seas still dwell
And they are forged by evil
You better not have hope for tomorrow
As these blades are lethal
Their leader is Poseidon
And he will give you pain
You will witness the seas of horror
As they will take our land
And you will go down before witching hour
They fight with tridents made of steel
Darkest depths of the seas still hunger
And they are pulling you in
Water fills your lungs with each breath
As you struggle for air
Wont escape so easily
From the grasp of the earth shaker
From Atlantis you'll see the horrors
For the rest of your days
And you will go down before witching hour
They fight with tridents made of steel
And you will go down before witching hour
They fight with tridents made of steel
And when you go down it is your time
There's nothing else that you will feel