His mouth: a burning flame.
Cresting the waves, slithering
through three miles across the time.
Fear will appear on thunderous crying.
Skies that turned to black.
Slaying forever all foes and
his sight, on your eyes,
shine like the rays of burning sun.
Oh, night! Spirits of the grave
are inside beating on my own fears.
Too might, falling in the clay.
Too might, leading in my eyes.
Crawling in circles, He was found the key.
The beast controlling my mind!
Falling and falling in the depths of the sea.
The beast are controlling my eyes!
Lord of seas, let makes me feel…
As above so below, I’m free like a thunder.
I hail thy entrance, I’ve watched the moon grow old.
…As a whisper, Leviathan, it’s near…
I profane the throne kissing the light.
Far beyond the lands of snow, I will be rise.
I profane the throne kissing the light.
Now, the fall of man is having a fear inside…
…inside!!
I profane the throne of light far beyond the lands.
Lands of blood, ice, fire and snow leading in my eyes.
Rise from the sea, rise, oh! Lord of terror!
Rise from the depths, rise, oh! Lord of terror!
Rise from the sea, rise, oh! Lord of terror!
Rise from the depths, rise, oh! Lord of terror!
RISE!!!