Letra de Eriphion Epistates

Come morbid death
May the shadows forever be
Scorched in the face of
The Desolate earth
Lightning races across the sky
Fire rains from above
We feast upon the decay
Of The lords creation
Eriphion Epistates
Dark clouds approach
The green forest witchers
As the black wind
Hurs towards its goal
Lightning races across the sky
Fire rains from above
We feast upon the decay
Of The lords creation
Awaken all men
Held yours eyes open
And behold the eyes
Of the Deamon Lord
And the Wind of Death
Destroys you all