Wrath of the Tyrant Lyrics

As the wolves bark at the moon the seventh time
As the moon cast its shadow towards the cliff's edge
As the woods are crying their hymn to the almighty one

The darkness consumes the happiness
At the witching hours He will come forth
And cry the names of the chosen ones
He will raise His voice of doom

He will carry the dust of the fallen warriors
He will bear the fires of hell in His eyes
He will walk among his souls tonight
He will carry the seventh golden sword
And bear the sign of evil

Hell on Earth, death and destruction
The fullmoon shines, and the angels whine
The moment of Armageddon is here
The ancient masters are back

He is the wind, He is the storm
He is the woods, He is the roots
Nobody will escape the wrath of the tyrant
Forever the beast shall wander the Earth