I Call You, My Master,

King Of The Ghouls,

Bringer Of Pain,

Wreakerof Sorrow



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Those Are The

Children Of The Underworld

Bitter Venom Of Gods

The Great Storms From Below,

Those Are THEY



I Spill The Red Water Of Life

To The Stone Struck With A Sword,

That Hath Slain Eleven Men

And Hath Spreaded Misery And Blood



[chorus]



Know That Our Years Are The Years Of WAR

And Our Days Measured As Battles



And Every Hour Is A Life Lost From

The Outside Of The Sweet World Of Sorrow



[chorus]



Know That Our Years Are The Years Of WAR

And Our Days Measured As Battles



And Every Hour Is A Life Lost From

The Outside Where Every Lie Is True