Texty: Aeternus. Ascension Of Terror. Possessed By The Serpents Vengeance.

we dwell in purity content with the nurture of our native land beneath a sea of abundance stabbed by the oppressors blade we are awakened in torment a silence slashed by tyranny's hostile face provoke they must the righteous sons invading our dwelling restrain us and yield we shall not and we shall strike at the throats of our oppressors possessed by the serpents vengance hold us down and you shall know your wrath coiled around the earth the fury that dwells within strike at their fear your venom courses it veins with your poisonous rage revenge destroy their kingdoms pulsing through seas of a blind age appear in their dreams to spit away as a hellish crusade suppression, condemnation probing with your morality bore us not with your profanity for those who rose shall strike with the serpents vengance