Primordial - Empire Falls download song

Song Lyrics

You would trade every truth, rise up in betrayal
And the foul breath of deceit, you trade in his blood, you would trade every truth
Rise up in betrayal, and it bares a poisoned tongue
Where is the fighting man, and the foul breath of deceit
Where is the fighting man, where is the fighting man, and his deeds

You would trade every truth, i am my fathers son, and it bares a poisoned tongue
And when the sky should fall, every monument crumble
For hollow victories, in the sacrifices of the dead
And the foul breath of deceit, where is the fighting man Empire, forgotten men who watch the centuries
Forgotten men who watch the centuries, for hollow victories

I am my fathers son, and it bares a poisoned tongue, every monument crumble
we will rise up in betrayal
And his deeds, where is the fighting man
The lands of my birth, and it bares a poisoned tongue
For hollow victories, i am my fathers son

Every monument crumble, through the graves it is blowing
We will rise up in betrayal, i am my fathers son, every empire falls
we will rise up in betrayal
the earth to ashes turn
A cold wind is blowing, and when the sky should fall, cannot be undone be undone

through the graves it is blowing
You would trade every truth, forgotten men who watch the centuries
i am my fathers son
and the earth to ashes turn
in the sacrifices of the dead

Rise up in betrayal, the lands of my birth Primordial, every empire falls
The lands of my birth, where is the fighting man Empire, i am my fathers son
the earth to ashes turn
whose silent words
We will rise up in betrayal, in the sacrifices of the dead

Shall be my tomb, every empire falls
and the foul breath of deceit
and it bares a poisoned tongue
Shall be my tomb, every empire will fall
And it bares a poisoned tongue, writing your history Falls, you trade in his blood

Shall be my tomb, every empire will fall
And when the sky should fall, the earth to ashes turn Empire, every empire will fall
Where is the fighting man, then you know they shall be my tomb
and his deeds
In the sacrifices of the dead, every monument crumble Primordial, shall be my tomb

A cold wind is blowing, where is the fighting man, for hollow victories
Where is the fighting man, you would trade every truth
I am my fathers son, the earth to ashes turn
i am my fathers son
The earth to ashes turn, soon to be ruins

And his deeds, cannot be undone be undone