Brotherlords

For many centuries the rule of the cosmos
Has chosen his conquerors
In elation and bloodbath we raise our fists to obtain
Unimpeachable obedience
Post-apocalyptic battle should assure us
An equitable share of the human sphere
Stupidly and blindly
We have let it done by the worst selfish one

Nyx turned off an exhausted Helios
An inscrutable veil of silence has imposed his clangour
Gaiechos calls forth the storms and gathers the clouds
With an hollow hoarse voice he invokes the waterfields

Even if we are mighty lords we are brothers before all
The sense of kinship must keep unity in supremacy

Boreas, by your mighty blow make these waves freeze
Brother make your infernal streams boil
Make these glaciated rocks shatter
This place will welcome the impending battle throne

We are progenies from a trapped stomach
Violent regurgitations provided us with new opportunities
To reign on a sterile Earth
To inflict our complete domination

[Instrumental]

Haughty words and mocking acts deserve punishment
For a spiritual reward formerly so wished
Heretic slave choirs have to be sung frenetically now
From a sobless throat, far off forbidden whispers
The dawn transfixes the pale Horizon
As if nothing ever existed the calm is so stifling
Shaking the Earth trembling the Seas
So is the strength of the brotherlords' Alliance

Nyx turned off an exhausted Helios…