From The Ashes Of Sin letra

I feel the cold air hit my face
Take the fear away
I feel the fire burn my skin
As I approach
My death is certain but still
I don't regret my dreams
I faced the tyrants who want
The whole world on their knees

You must obey us
We are the messengers of the God
The fate of your souls
Lies within our grasp

Lies... Fear... Hate... Are your spawns

We were all filled with your lies
Since we were born

Meden Agan - Letras

• A Curse Unfolding
• All Seems Lost
• At The Gates Of Troy
• Black Sky
• Blinded By Faith
• Cleanse Their Sins
• Commemorate The Fallen
• Dark Prelude
• Devoid Of Sanity
• Dissolve Into Grey
• Divine Wrath
• Embrace The Sorrow
• Endless Darkness
• Erevos Aenaon
• Everlasting Pain
• From The Ashes Of Sin
• Lacrima Dei
• Legions
• Loss
• Lustful Desires
• Nemesis
• No Escape
• Nuntii Belli
• Portal Of Fear
• Salvation
• Shrine Of Wisdom
• The Purge
• Tribute To Life
• Universe Unseen
• Veil Of Faith
• Weaver Of Destiny
• Web Of Shadows
• Whispers In The Dark