DESCRIPTION:
Black Metal Band From Poland Album: Serpenthrone (2004)

Lyrcis:

In the times when Hamon Father
The Spirtit of the World was already dead
Moonlit Knight lay bound under the Mountain of Death

In the grave of the Earth
the memory of the past is still lastinb
A biding in the helmets and swords
of the great warriors
Ashy knights who
not finding solace in a fight
had to rest by their masters side commiting
ritual suicide

But their sleep was light to be ready
on time for the warrtime blaze
And arising from the ashes
to join the flaming ar my

Being united in the Flaming Dragon
to draw their swords agin
By the side of the great King of Serpents
they are supreme defenders of the Earth
From the Nida of Fire they are men of mist
roused from sleep
To strike the enemy from
the depths of flaming water

From sacred rivers of fire
like a fiery hurricane, to strike the invaders
The troop of spectres is sleeping
waiting to be alive again
Ages pass but ghostly hands
are still ready to greasp their weapon
And to restore the memory of the past of the
ancient sons of the Earth

Among them there is the Great King of Serpents
the Son of time, the Lord of Mist
Three immortal old men have
kept their prophecy
Among the nine rings of time

He fell asleep but he will return equally mighty
he will lead the army of spectres
And he will destroy the hungry hordes
from the Satan Mountains
He will take the young warrior soul

Who was born in the hour of death
of Hamon Father and
the Spirit of the World
The Son of the Three...