Blades Songtext
von Scour

Backwards the fate
Evil involvement dejection
Frontwards the blight, across the sky
Onward and downward

To hilts plunge the scabbard in violence
The wings of umbra descend

The wings of umbra descend
Unholy grilling of spirits


Blades spin
Grotesque flesh rips
Gothic tower of gore
Never beholden profane divine pall

Blades spin
Grotesque flesh rips
Gothic tower of gore

May sullen hordes sulk

The rain began to burn
Bewail amongst the grim
Never beholden profane divine pall

Jarring ghoul′s glut
Vomit the father
Digest the son
Antichrists revive