Those Whom Comes with the Storm - Vampiria

As your souls, black are our wings, nobody look us when we comes with the storm*

Our language is the thunder

A warning writted in the stars, it’s a dark Gonder hidden in the stormy skies

Lonely riders on black horses with eyes of fire

Our message is thunder, our language is strong wind, for weaks it’ll be tempest,

music for strong ones

As our souls, black are our wings, nobody looks us when we come with the storm

Travel vault of heavens with a cold smile

Dark creatures born from a stormy cloud, a thunderlight annunciate our arrival

Those who came with the storm preach words of chaos.

Chaos!