To Regain Their Old Glory letra

I rouse your children, Hellas
Against the children of Judaeans
& I feel you as fighter sword.

Here's the moon sinking
Over the hills of sand
& coming down in chaos
& to nothing from its wisdom.

Christians will sleep in a while
Few minutes longer,
& only the stars shall flicker.
Then, Aryan tribes to regain
Their old glory,
To start again
Those persecutions,
Only with them
The sand masses glimmer,
A weak cry of Christians
& that's all.

Tragedy Begins - Letras

• Advance To Barbarism
• Armageddon Accomplished
• In Firestorm
• Of Sodomy & War
• Out Beyond Chaos' Gloom
• Satana Apotheosis
• Terror For Beelzebub
• To Regain Their Old Glory
• Tragedy Begins
• Unlife Undreamt
• Where Evil Is