Lyrics Wolves of a Red Sun - Svartidauði

Wolves of a Red Sun

I shall exhaust the light without to cultivate the light within
Pouring down the wine of woe from the burning firmament
As they celebrate weakness you shall become an embodiment of power
As they bend a knee to a king’s rule you shall do as thou wilt
Strive for steel and not for gold
Drench yourself in blood on the hunting grounds
Beneath the red sun
In hoc signo vinces
To see your enemies driven before you
And splintered to a thousand pieces and scattered to the winds