A black dawn is rising from the tides of the horizon
The elders behold the rays of this dying age
Chronicles describe the fall of temples and empires
Crusades of blood and merciless rage
The peasants gathered and danced around the prey
Tales of war, plague and death were sung by they
Perhaps the sun no longer rises tomorrow
Buried below the dark millenium of sorrow
Moist and ruinеd walls waiting to crumble
While the ills cry and gasp for onе last breath
Behind the doors of the burned church
Rats devour their rotten flesh
The peasants gathered in a ghastly orgy of lust
Around the fire as the priest is turn into dust
Perhaps the sun no longer rises tomorrow
Buried below the dark millenium of sorrow
Crippled souls have accepted their doomed fate
Cursing at heavens with blasphemy and hate
Denying their christian faith
Spitting on Christ’s face
A parade enshrined by shadows
Marches upon a carpet of death
Where lie the corpses of the black plague
The final torment before your last breath
Crippled souls have accepted their doomed fate
Cursing at heavens with blasphemy and hate
Denying their christian faith
Spitting on Christ’s face
The peasants gathered and danced around the prey
Tales of war, plague and death were sung by they
Perhaps the sun no longer rises tomorrow
Buried below the dark millennium of sorrow
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Ages of Blood Lyrics – Dark Millenium of Sorrow