Postmortem Tales Swordmaster

Metal shores and seas of bronze, magic spirit heart of doom
Electric rain and rotting flesh, chiming bells of solid bone

Welcome to the festival ?raising Cain
Sarcasm and scorn as the serpent uncoils
You've come to taste death and the sentence of stone

Iron chains and colossal chaos - enslaving for the power of death
Evoke the evolution ?now draped in sharp thorns of metal

Welcome to the festival ?raising Cain
Sarcasm and scorn as the serpent uncoils
You've come to taste death and the sentence of stone

Unleash a will
To bring that venomous wind a heart of ist own
And to end
The dream spared from a haunting forse
Rip what's lionized
Speak with the tongue of pure abomination
Raise the fists
Nail the centre of the enemy's eye, O yeah!

You face the face of punishment ?of fears unveiled by the end
We taste the wind by chaos cursed and watch the blades still their thirst

Sodomized and victimized
Postmortem tales ?speak for the dead

Sodomized and victimized
Postmortem tales ?speak for the dead
Living Cain ?everreign
Postmortem place ?blood's got to be shed

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