The Red in the Sky Is Ours / The Season to Come
Anders Björler
Hunger, the word of wolves
Rhythms collapse against closed doors
Hearts frozen in time
Blood stains our sight
The red in the sky is ours
Hunger, soulrot
Thirst for higher rush of pain
Hands raised to the heavens
Oh, sing praise to the Lord of Rot
A kingdom burned by sins
The red in the sky is ours
Hunger, soulrot
Thirst for higher rush of pain
Black, the eyes of God they shine
As our victory colors our sight
Blessed be thee, Queen of Crimson
The red in the sky... Twilight is ours
The twilight is ours
Revolution, the red in the sky is ours
The red in the sky is ours
Till the end of time
Red