Wolventide - Apocryphon

Nor sun or moon illuminates

Until the vengeance is displayed

Cursing in shadows of the shunned

Drowning in dusk

The rage unseen now vibrates

Touching upon the vengeful nerves

A revolution starts to stir

Diverting from the path

Domination shines light on victories

Failures cast in shadow, biased praise

Wolventide

Wolventide

Old paradigm dressed in new clothes

Fallen realms revived

A planetary scourge reaching far and wide

Split the world asunder

Reveal the rot of nations

Rallying the masses, demanding misery

Domination shines light on victories

Failures cast in shadow, biased praise

Wolventide

Wolventide

Wolventide

Wolventide