Misery Hymn (The Red Shore)

As we rise they fall They will fail to purify their praiseworthy land Underneath a heretical sky Our torn wings will cry revenge Out of the darkness The inception Our darkest hour Is behind us now Blood shall rain upon their empire It won't stop until the glory is ours For we have already fallen There is nothing to lose And as sure as the sun will set Their reign will meet its end So awaken my banished brethren It is time to reclaim what they have taken We will not go quiet We will not play dead Broken wings with the anatomy of deception We will rise from chaos to elude this damnation Hail horror, hail infernal world Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven