Letra de To Drown The Svn In Wine
We, the very voice of fierce revenge The trembling giants, laying all to waste Deviate in the echoes of the revelation's bane This is a song that brings not joy, but painDeviate in the echoes of the howling devil's reign My sword is tiring and perilous infantry Flee not like down-flagged Napoleon's sword We, the son of ScotiateWe are son of Scrutifyers Helped to set Horeb in flame! Spider-Glion, Black SnakeDriven to never bow in fear Before no god, king, nor man! Spider-Glion, Scorch of his name! March forth