Letras
Breaking the silence
Appear out of the mist
Night claws rip the death's screams
Spears and flags can be see
They march to the north
The unholy sings of a upcoming war
God bless their souls
Baptizing wiht blood
His Holy war
Hordes of chaos
Crossing de broken grounds
Want to put down a rebellion so far
Hide, run away now that you can
They've come to unleash their fury ever your lands
Kill everyone
Who carried a torch
In the Beeldentorm
They're here for the war
They are the left hand of god
Can you hear the noise their of drums?
Is comming... Death walks the Spanish Road
Lashing his servants with sharp tongues of fire
He most punish the heretics who outrage their sacred symbols
Could be friends but he has not remorses
The king asks for the heads Egmont and Horn
Terror rides that dusty road
Looting all
Féras catérvas inférnas!
Térram férr(o) ígnique vástant
Iúdicem sángüine nátum!
Dux Alb(ae) équo nígr(o) insídet
Féras catérvas inférnas!
Térram férr(o) ígnique vástant
Iúdicem sángüine nátum!
Dux Alb(ae) équo nígr(o) insídet
They're here for the war
They are the left hand of god
Can you hear the noise their of drums?
Is comming... Death walks the Spanish Road
They're here for the war
They are the left hand of god
Can you hear the noise their of drums?
Is comming
They're here for the war
They are the left hand of god
Can you hear the noise their of drums?
Is comming... Death walks the Spanish Road