Rage Of Angels — текст песни (Liege Lord)

Foretell us of the secret hosts of evil`s game
Their names may not be spoke aloud
Lest they profane mortal lips and take the blame
From unholy darkness their attacking the heavens

A rage of angels descending from the skies
A rage of angels seen through your eyes
And though you`ve wandered from life to save you one lone angel flies

Defending all that`s sacred hither hath we go
The devils pawns are on the rise
Foreseeking vengeance from the lives that they have known
Injecting thorns for peril or a snare for sin

The smoke is swept away as this encounter slows
The prince of darkness overthrown
The angel`s rage has proved victorious as known
The evil underground shall threaten nevermore