Wrath of the Ancient Spirits letra

Tonight is the night
The city sweats fever, the filth in her womb
Shifts like the season's unease at the hands of doom

Restless inside
Her split underbelly
Suitored with flies
Martial bowels now contract
I am nemesis

Poured in my arms
When my daughter's eyelids closed
I swore to slaughter those
Who stole my ray of moonlight
Never again
Our enemies entertained
I toy at the clasp of her chain
And remember the fight!

Funeral Fog - Letras

• Channelling Ancient Shadows
• Curse Of The Immortal Tyrants
• Dawn Of The Equinox
• Discordant
• Fated Demise
• Forest of Shadows
• Funeral Rites...
• Graveland
• Immortal Summonings
• Land Of Eternal Darkness
• Nocturnal Realm
• Order of the Dragon
• Snowfall
• Spirit Of The North
• Transylvanian Bloodlust
• Under A Cold Trance
• Under the Black Veil
• Wrath of the Ancient Spirits