Post by grom on Oct 15, 2006 5:05:25 GMT -5
Scrawled in Blood on the inside cover of The Lore Keeper’s Journal
Do you hear the marching of feet?
Moving out into the street.
Do you hear the death knell astrumin?
Cause you know who’s acomin.
Do you hear the screams of the land?
Warriors born and bred once more stand.
Do you feel the fire acreepin?
You can hear your children weepin.
Do you see the shadow above?
Stealin the peace you love.
Do you see the black flags awavin?
Killers both merciless and craven.
Do you feel your walls crack?
You now see what you lack.
Do you see your death?
You feel that last breath.
The Nameless Ones are here
Filling you up with fear.
The Nameless Ones return
Watch Your World Burn.
Do you hear the marching of feet?
Moving out into the street.
Do you hear the death knell astrumin?
Cause you know who’s acomin.
Do you hear the screams of the land?
Warriors born and bred once more stand.
Do you feel the fire acreepin?
You can hear your children weepin.
Do you see the shadow above?
Stealin the peace you love.
Do you see the black flags awavin?
Killers both merciless and craven.
Do you feel your walls crack?
You now see what you lack.
Do you see your death?
You feel that last breath.
The Nameless Ones are here
Filling you up with fear.
The Nameless Ones return
Watch Your World Burn.