Rings of fate
Joined in Blood
Never too late
Curses bring my flood.
I cast thee out
To hear you shout.
It’s so loud I cry
Angels keep falling from the sky.
(chorus, ghostly woman voices:)
Falling, keep on falling.
You are fallen, never solemn.
Falling, keep on falling,
From obsidian will rise a golem.
With a shape of pixie dust in mind
I uplift my battle axe and grind.
Warriors of the Fallen lie in wait
That cursed mage will feel my hate.
War, death, set me on a war path.
No allegiance. No love. No battle cries.
This will be a blood bath.
Nobody lives. Everyone dies.
(chorus, ghostly woman voices:)
Falling, keep on falling.
You are fallen, never solemn.
Falling, keep on falling,
From obsidian will rise a golem.
If the dead you want to raise
You shall feel my fire’s blaze
Don’t bring your incantations near
Blood and skeletons I never fear.
Your torment grows near
Violent screams are all you hear
Your mental state was captured
By the Black Towers that butchered
Your image in illusion overdrive
You keep that cello to summon your hive
But I will have none
My deed is done, and you’ll be gone.
(chorus, ghostly woman voices:)
Falling, keep on falling.
You are fallen, never solemn.
Falling, keep on falling,
From obsidian will rise a golem.