Crusade Of The Underworld Hordes Lyrics - Dawn Of The Dying Sun - Hades

Gathered are they, the wolves 

>From the north and the tribes of 

The underworld hordes 

Heathen them 

>From pagan wastelands 

Joined with them have they 

The stench of blood. Holy blood! 

Have penetrated their woods and 

Fields too long 

Ravens flew as messengers 

>From hill to hill 

They brought harsh 

Blasphemous chant 

As ancient as time itself 

Whispered by the wind which 

Cries for the waning moon 

The beholders of the cross, shall 

Be mesmerized by fear 

Their fate denies the fact of such 

Creations 

Man, beast - the hordes of the 

Underworld 

Bound by chains forged by 

Pagan blood 

Tonight they shall feast 

Tonight the ravens and wolves 

Shall feast 

Upon blood, of those of the 

Light who behold the cross 

Beneath the remains of a civilization. 

Centuries of sorrow!! 

Centuries of pain!!