Urgehal - Through Thick Fog Till Death Lyrics
In the years of graceUnder the gods feeble commandA holy crusade chased the soilFor salvation and incarnationThe poor man who didn't believeThe poor words of resurrectionHe who felt the justice of gods handThe same man were killed upon the crossIn the course of the years they haunted the shoresTo convince others doubtBut far and away in the shadowsWere the creaturesNo single man had ever seen, but feared: lurkingIt turned out to be their last steps on mother earthAs the woods turned darkThey gathered for the nightA bleak fog glides (so silent) throughIt was like the whole world just opened up beneath themEvery man and woman, children, priests and nunsWere slain by a vehement forceIt was something so dark you couldn't imagineSo dark that you would die just to know itIt damned them all foreverIt was the swing of Satan's swordWho devoured their waspish wailInto the rotting forest of UrgehalThrough thick fog till: death