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Texty: Thanateros. The First Rite. Chaos Rising.


Dethrone the gods of fate their kingdom's falling soon
We'll bury this darkest age without reason
Evoke the ancient gods of love and death
And burn the fields of ignorance and pride

When skies are coming down watch your past dissolve
A shroud of dust and ashes for your sins
When the sea comes rushing in washing all signs away
Nothing will remain but torturing memories

We're calling Thanateors

Chaos arise - This is the coming of the storm
Chaos arise - Arise
Chaos arise - The winds of change break loose
Chaos arise - Arise

When shapes and outlines blend and all gets erased
Things will come to light - Tell you their names
Pandemonaeon is near - Time will start anew
Our aim's to be the watchman of the coming world

Your power's melting in the ardour of our will
Your throne is burning in Gehennas fire
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