Baptized By The Blood Of Angels - Eternal Tears Of Sorrow
While the seventh king of dawn is veiled by the shrouds of shadows
And the crown of the saint is turned into rusty blades of the beast
Rise, my children of hatred
Feel the aura of the embracing night
You're the ones who have been foreseen
Feeding the flames on the pyre of the reborn one
Hail, the new king!
On the throne...
Of the Northern realm!
The skies of crimson are now crying
For the dawn that never will break again
Yielded looks in eyes of the angels
While falling down... Pounding the soil of the unholy
Crowned by the wreath of the demons
Ordained by the profane rites
Veil once so white is now burning
In the fire of the sinful one
Baptized by the blood of angels
Gained the heart of the darkest kind
In his veins flows the soul of ravens
For the end...
For the dusk of humankind