ترانه:
Old Mans Child Seeds Of The Ancient Gods

Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command. Fading

Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command. Fading

: Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command.