Nocturnal Heresy by Thulcandra Lyrics
Within our might, towards a holy war
One for one, we tear the night
Within our sight, we carve the gods
In nocturnal heresy we align and dwell
Gathering hunger in the night
To hail and kill, we reunite
Summoning darkness, shining bright
In silver steel, a shade of light
Beyond horizons, the son of storms
The cry of ravens, hated and scorned
Truth and lies, in ancient times
The primal ruler takes a final breath
Gathering hunger in the night
To hail and kill, we reunite
Summoning darkness, shining bright
In silver steel, a shade of light
Embraced by shadows, in despair
Triumph and steel, hard to bear
Black flames burning in my veins
My guide to searing eternal flames
Embraced by shadows, in despair
Triumph and steel, hard to bear
Gathering hunger in the night
To hail and kill, we reunite
Summoning darkness, shining bright
In silver steel, a shade of light
Beyond horizons, the son of storms
The cry of ravens, hated and scorned
Truth and lies, in ancient times
The primal ruler takes a final breath
Within our might, towards a holy war
One for one, we tear the night
Within our sight, we carve the gods
In nocturnal heresy we align and dwell
One for one, we tear the night
Within our sight, we carve the gods
In nocturnal heresy we align and dwell
Gathering hunger in the night
To hail and kill, we reunite
Summoning darkness, shining bright
In silver steel, a shade of light
Beyond horizons, the son of storms
The cry of ravens, hated and scorned
Truth and lies, in ancient times
The primal ruler takes a final breath
Gathering hunger in the night
To hail and kill, we reunite
Summoning darkness, shining bright
In silver steel, a shade of light
Embraced by shadows, in despair
Triumph and steel, hard to bear
Black flames burning in my veins
My guide to searing eternal flames
Embraced by shadows, in despair
Triumph and steel, hard to bear
Gathering hunger in the night
To hail and kill, we reunite
Summoning darkness, shining bright
In silver steel, a shade of light
Beyond horizons, the son of storms
The cry of ravens, hated and scorned
Truth and lies, in ancient times
The primal ruler takes a final breath
Within our might, towards a holy war
One for one, we tear the night
Within our sight, we carve the gods
In nocturnal heresy we align and dwell