Metal Inquisitor – War Of The Priests Lyrics

Nevermore is too late, there’s no reason of fate
Now it’s time to die, though war passed by
It’s a feeling to kill, it’s a permanent thrill
When soldiers cry, when the bullets fly

Down – deep – dark/Waiting fear
Brown- creep – sharp/Let us listen to the warrior

Royal, life – as chosen by the chapter
Loyal, rise – as expected from the setter

An ancient man, from a violent clan
They rip the frontier, his mastery’s near
Coming under the deep, here – in one sweep!
When you’re feeling alone, come to the master control

Down – deep – dark/Waiting fear
Brown- creep – sharp/Let us listen to the warrior

Royal, life – as chosen by the chapter
Loyal, rise – as expected from the setter

Nevermore is too late, there’s no reason of fate
Now it’s time to die, though war passed by

Down – deep – dark/Waiting fear
Brown- creep – sharp/Let us listen to the warrior

Royal, life – as chosen by the chapter
Loyal, rise – as expected from the setter

Down – deep – dark/Waiting fear
Brown- creep – sharp/Let us listen to the warrior

Royal, life – as chosen by the chapter
Loyal, rise – as expected from the setter
Rising, storm – who cut the angel wings
Dying, worm – attraction for the kings

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