Seven Thrones Songtext
von Crocell

Like massive mountains
Stand strong in the horizon
Beneath them lies the wasteland
Scorched silhouettes of burning cities
Soon reduced to ash
As the devouring flames
Incinerate humanity

Only death to all can cleanse
This world from God
Unchaining them all from
Religious damnation
Down from the funeral pyres
Are the burdens of doubt
Smothered all night before
The new creation′s dawn


Oh, demons, demons
Rise from the abyss
Seven angels ascend
Spread their wings on the wind
Oh, princes, princes
Rise and sharpen your spears
Seven princes will claim their throne

Words of the old world
Will never return
Those who speak enmity
Turn, shall burn
Baked from the netherworld
With voices of fire
Fire and flames
Remain divine desire

Demons, demons
Rise from the abyss
Seven angels ascend
Spread their wings on the wind
Oh, princes, princes
Rise and pick your crowns
Seven princes will claim their throne


Rise from the ashes
Ashes phoenix of fire and flame
Reborn and redeemed
To inhale the world
Demons rise from ashes
Princes rise to claim their throne