Stealth, shadows, devious perfection,
This is the way of the Drow
In darkness steel is drawn,
We march to war!
Battle-lust, sadistic glee,
Red eyes glow in blood frenzy,
Lightning strikes and acid melts
flesh and bone and several of our
Own blades bite, swords rend flesh
Screams of agony fill the air
defences are breached - death so swift
Victory is ours this night!
My whip gashed throats, sword drew blood
Until I found the chanting circle,
Blinded in a flash; easy killings,
One by one before I ripped the Matron's tongue!
Traitors turned, left their dead,
Children burned, A horrific end.
No Survivors - what place is this that is my world?
I, Zaknafein, renounce my kind, bring death to us all!
from Lake of the Dead
released July 1, 2015
Lyrics by Lord Saunders
Music by Formicarius
Drums recorded by Neil Haynes @ Parlour Recording Studios
Everything else recorded by Lord Saunders @ Castle Saunders
Music Mixed and Mastered by Neil Haynes @ Parlour Recording Studios
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