Текст песни Apocalypse

When the forces of utter chaos, ruled the land of Barbarian Majesy.
The lords of ancient cruelty were the Architects of Apocalyping empires,
a legion so foul and strong, their wicked souls, Madness to the extreme,
but with a bright sense of will and pride.
Dressed in putrefaction and gore, Kings of the universe of the Deceased,
They were the main fiendish fear,Chasm - Apocalypse - http://ru.motolyrics.com/chasm/apocalypse-lyrics.html
they are the spirits that will reign again,
they swore to return to spread the suffering,
and with anxiety my heart is pounding faster, as I wait,
'coz I'm part of their Immortal blood.
...and together we shall bring our past alive.