Letras:
Bladder

: Can't stop thinking 'bout it It fills me with unease Out there by the roadside something's buried Under sycamore leaves Wet grounds, late September

demise And now your world's falling down For all the games that you played And as your soul's falling down You'll meet The Unforgiving Blade Should

: Night marauders lay waste to the land Honorless battle, consuming the dead Collecting bodies to consume Keep the engine burning hot, apocalyptic war

: When it's cold and the ice grips your skin Few can stomach how harsh it is In the woods lurks a great old one Who can scare the flesh right off your

come to life Encroachment against humanity, running root breaking stone Rise up feed off the dead Towering giants fill you with dread Avenge the axe, avenge the blade

you explain How it is the lord's will A plague so vile, none shall survive, Infinite legions of conquering hordes, A curse on their blades, A hex on their

The glow of the dawn The sights, the sounds Eternally gone Cut down by a demon's blade By strange forces it was made A demon's blade A masterstroke with

: In the reaches of the old haunted trees A place where legend speaks of terrible things I've heard the rumors of the evil in the hills Spire of the

of the cloven hoof The goatriders horse descends with the storm I am eternal I walk the night I am the reaper of souls Cold iron blades they cannot stop