Myrkrarfar - Sons of Crom

When first seen asea an illusion they thought

It rose like a mountain afar

Towering high toward thundering skies

A vision of nightmares and myth

Crafted in times when the sun was unborn

Its purpose to shatter the earth

The end of all bliss, the bringer of woe

Sounding the death knell of Man

Dark runes ignite in the light of the moon

Painted in blood, black on black

Vile ancient sorcery, secret and foul

Tainting our souls with its sin

With frenzy and bloodlust we slaughter our foes

The night is alive with our battle screams

For wisdom, for glory, for honor?

No!

For total destruction and death

Myrkrarfar

We’re haunting the oceans of Hell

Myrkrarfar

Myrkrarfar

We’re branded by black marks of Death

Myrkrarfar

We’re all damned aboard this ship of Doom

Burning horizons for centuries

Immortal, unhallowed, forlorn

Spreading the gospel of Death to the world

Has been our fate since we were born

By darkness we live, by darkness we kill

We sow and we reap the purest grief

Like foretold in timeless and fell prophecies

We harvest the sea of all life

Myrkrarfar

We’re haunting the oceans of Hell

Myrkrarfar

Myrkrarfar

We’re branded by black marks of Death

Myrkrarfar

We’re all damned aboard this ship of Doom