Текст песни Scourge of the Hierophant (Sorrowseed) с переводом

The kings of the sands spat a curse upon this land

Divinity did revile their deeds

A pox of stone to all that denied the throne

The gods did call upon the priests to intercede

Met at the gates, they stood to actuate

And quell the chattel poised to rebel

Millions lament at the base of the monuments

Thus did the priests unleash the spell

(pre-chorus)

As serpents feast on scavenging beasts

Awaken the divine constructs of the Architect!

Obsidian guardians bound by mystic rites

Waiting for the sovereigns to resurrect

Heed the call of the ancient lords

Scorched skeletons of the slaves

The scepter and the sword

Unworthy to the sons of the highborn graves;

The filth of the world will be purged by the Hierophant

The blood was strewn and coursed through the spiral runes

Insurgent survivors turned to stone

The king could not see — petrified by the victory

The dire portents still unknown

The Hierophant did warn of the ash and the coming storm

The doom that crept across the dunes

The wrath of the winds bound all in limestone skin

And buried Pharaoh and subjects in a peasants' tomb

(repeat pre-chorus and chorus)

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