Masters Of the Southern Storms Songtext / Lyric

masters of the southern storms
come forth in power
masters of the southern storms
consume me this hour lightning burst forth from the heavens
lighting up the skies
thunderous are our horses hooves
as our brotherhood decends
to my foes i shall be as death
i raise my sword to war
i cleave their skulls and spill their blood
their tattered army done sky father wash away the blood
sky father wash away their desecrating stains

masters of the southern storms
crush the enemies bones
masters of the southern storms
come forth and take back thy throne

the foes laying on the ground
their broken bodies dead
pour down thy rain and wash away
the stench of rotting death
the blood of thy foes
that stains our proud land red
shall remind us of past victories
as we spike their severed heads