Текст песни Sun Of The Dying - Black Birds Beneath Your Sky

Оригинальный текст песни Black Birds Beneath Your Sky

Like fragments of ice,
like broken glass inside your throat.

Like thorns in your skin.
Such is this rage, the rope that seals our revenge.

We came to burn your throne of lies to ashes.
We are black birds beneath your sky.
We’ll hide your sun, tyrant.

The empire will fall.
With our blood we built your towers of gold.

We came to burn your throne of lies to ashes.
We are black birds beneath your sky.
We’ll hide your sun, tyrant.

We are the ones born from the dust, the fallen.
We are the spark, we are the flame.
The seed of hope.

And now…
We will take it back.
Now we’re faithless, Gods.

Hunger, sweat and rust
sharp our swords, tyrant.