Rivalry Of Phantoms Lyrics
Furious force, a stunning courseA war unbrokenIt´s the coil of the combining endsThe dawn of the random fall I summon the winter, the autumns sonThe way of those, the way of mineI summon the winds, the rage of stormsMy way is for those, the sinner´s kindDamnation groan, hear the call The tide of the substance, spins in the coreLike a furious force kept stunning beyondIt´s the coil of the combining endsThe dawn of the random fall I summon the rivers the ocean´s sonThe way of those the way of mineI summon the motion, the presence of timeMy way is for those, the sinners kind Beware the sight of thoseThose who were my sightBeware the hate of thoseWho rivals as the stormsWho storms as rivalsAt the plains, in the havocThe rivalry of phantoms The erosion is my war, die you mayThe wind i my passion. Utterly you weepThe rivers are my blood, drown you mayThe wind is my passion, the passion to fight
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