Intro / Surth Lit The Earth

A tired sun over a western world. A civilization at its end.
A danw of fire. In all corners there will be fire.
The symbol of christ, the chalice full of blood, origins of terror.
Angels they sang to the world, starving in pain.
And their feathers were in flames.
Who has listened to the confessions for centuries, his enemies are many.
Dawn of this time has arrived and the four horsemen rode upon the earth.
From the north evil spawned.
From north Gurth's flames drowned the earth.