Return From Grace Lyrics - Singles - Zavorash

ZAVORASH! 

Wastelands Of Cold, The Deathlike Beauty 

Memories Stained By The Tainted Blood 

An Urge To There On The Hillside Gather 

A Warmass On Our Ancestral Grounds 

Then Forge Revenge On Those Who Made The Tale Come True 

Cremate Them On Their Own Fires 

Judge Them To Fall From This Earth 

Under The Weight Of Our Steel 

Let The Altar Crumble By The Winternight 

And The Icon Burn By Our Hate 

Let The Gate Be Crushed And Vengeance Dance 

Like The Blood That Shall Cover The Earth 

They Came With Words Of Light 

Our Reply Sung Out By Axe 

Singing Their Pestful Songs 

While Life Spills Out Before Them 

Ancestral Souls Among Us Gather 

Those Who Watched The Lake Before The Cross 

Through Mountains And Pinewoods Tales Behold 

Of The Sin That Sank The North 

Bringing Us Strength To Kill 

And Laugh While The Sword Cuts Deep 

Their Tears Will Never Quench 

The Firefull Hate Beyond Their Grace 

For When Sorrow Forces Its Dreadful Stake 

Through The Heart Of The Spoiled Soul 

The Dead Will Never Find Their Peace 

And Souls Again Turn Black 

Their Lies Fall From Time 

In A Plague With Countless Fallen 

Even If They Fear Us With Their Lives 

They Sealed Their Own Death 

We Rally Our Banner In The Wind 

Legioneers To Bring Time To An End 

May It Be That We Are The Sin 

But Our Call We Shall Follow 

The Darkened Blade Through The Heart Of Light 

We The Faithless Tyrants 

Covenants Of An Eternal War 

Kings To Be Crowned By Bloodfilled Rage