Teksty piosenek 3 Inches of Blood

3 Inches of Blood

Infinite Legions

Dark meteors, pale demons aside,

Hurled relentlessly across the night sky

Zealots of creation to a theory

Chained, they'd kill for their faith or die,

Never to kneel; they slaughter all lords,

On the souls of the faithful, faithless demons gorge

A curse upon you, all you deserve,

All seem to think they are on

The truth path, a plague so vile, none shall survive

The righteous will tighten its grip on the free

Claiming their god is the one to believe

The beast is emerging a danger untold

Trying to suppress what can't be

Controller, a curse upon you

All you deserve, can you explain

How it is the lord's will

A plague so vile, none shall survive,

Infinite legions of conquering hordes,

A curse on their blades,

A hex on their swords

Unholy minions,

Their mark heaven's domain

Caressing the leather that

Binds up the tome

They'll die on their knees

When the lies have been shown

Fire and brimstone are

Eden's demise,

The great opposition

It's time to arise, slayers

Of angels, haters of god

Infinite legions victorious

And strong

Heathen armies

Ceaseless advance