Xasthur şarkı sözleri
Returns from his exile, all power and pain
To undo the wrong that was done in his name
The pack are inclined to believe in his words
The promise of riches, fortune - just words
They gathered aroun him, scared to be last
Dark eyes fix them behind his mask
Majestic in his saddle, he conquers the land
Blind to the fury to withness the end - ooooh
He scatters around him the seeds of his dread
Blaming them all for the price of his head
The call to his legions is mighty and strong
The word is destruction, the conflict was won
Scavengers pick at the bones of the dead
In the field of the chaos, the rivers run red
He's roaming the world, never losing control
A fugutive soul forever alone - ooooh
