DESCRIPTION:
Endlessly searching as days are spent, pushing out, pressing on
This is a fucking nightmare a curse, an altered state
The one has brought us here condemded for years
Who can forget your destruction... destruction
Ashes rise when cities fall this threat becomes to great a toll
If finding you means ending lives..then i cannot let you survive
We will move this Mountain
inhale
were i will put my kin to rest
exhale
where i will mark this place of death
Mark this place of Death
We will press on untill the end of this earth
Born from the deepest depths of hell
Endlessly...Towards the kingdom that awaits us after death
Towards the end...Towards the end of this earth
This barren wasteland is old
storys of kingdoms were told by our fathers
these weapons were forged out of gold
there souls are asleep and must be awakend