Of A Stormgrey Vision

Let Thy sword fall upon the necks of the feeble and the foolish

Raise thy fist in glory smash the crosses to thousand little pieces

Give your commands unto the firestorms may the flames caress the sky

Lead the whirlwinds towards the masses and as harvested they shall fall

Agony and fear arise in black shapes both are here to torment the weak

Listen how they cry for their \"god\" that never existed the way they thought

He is not a saviour nor is he a king never was and never shall be

Only a coward without any reason to be a ruler

This world shall be given to those who roam the paths of the dark

Unseen This world shall be reborn to greet its true owners

This world shall be laid in the shade of lightless day dawnless morning

Just give us

Thy sword it'll be our scythe

Just give us

Thy sign and we will be the

D**nation

All the honour is

Yours I feel

Thy unclean powers run through me

A river of blood all shed with our hands

Faithfully we follow

Thy commands