Bethledeign

Legions

Bethledeign


As the wretched beast of chaos calls 
Son of the decrepid god 
will fight to guide the fate of heathen blood 

Tearful, they kneel before him 
Denounce him as their god 
Forced to stand, ,united as one 

Vengeful, they raise their steel 
to strike the face of man 
Prepared to die for the fallen one 

A legion gathers at the gate, to crucify 
The angels hail as the gate is unsealed 
And the god above lets his angels die, 
Inflicted slaves in the warlords eye 
As at the Gate, an army arise 
The warlords reign, of terror unfolds 
Enslaves the weak, and burns their souls 
The immortal kingdom, forever unknown 
Scorches the earth with the blood of sacrifice