Tales For The Unspoken - N'takuba Wena

Hunters and preys are children of the lost
Running lose in the gardens of hell
Born in the light, we were cast aside
Now we shall rise from our dark asylum

Fire and storm shall burn the angel crown
Leaving us with the right to the throne
War shall beging raise your heads to the sky
Now we shall rise from our dark asylum

Is it a vision you seek for
Is it the power of god
What more you want than your freedom
We are the childreen of the lost

Away from the light
We raise here tonight
We reach for the horizon
The final frontier
The end can be near
To conquest our brothers

[TRIBAL]
Heya Heya

Takuba wena

From the chanes we free ourselves
We run into the abyss
From the smoky pits of hell
We fly into the stars
We shall take our birthing home
We are the fallen angels
We're the warriors of the past
We ride into the sanctuary

Once we were the promised heores
Now we are the shame of god
Once we were the lawfull warriors
Now we are the children of the lost

Away from the light
We raise here tonight
We reach for the horizon
The final frontier
The end can be near
To conquer our brothers