To Drown the Svn in Wine Songtext
von Behemoth

We, the very voice of fierce revenge
The trembling giants, laying all to waste
Deviate in the echoes of the revelation′s bane
This is a song that brings not joy, but pain


Deviate in the echoes of the howling devil's reign
My sword is tiring and perilous infantry
Flee not like down-flagged Napoleon′s sword
We, the son of Scotiate

We are son of Scrutifyers
Helped to set Horeb in flame!
Spider-glion, Black Snake

Driven to never bow in fear
Before no god, king, nor man!
Spider-glion, Scorch of his name!
March forth