Текст песни Martriden - Set a Fire in Our Flesh

Forth they come, bearing ill tidings
Foreseen is this occasion
cold hands;
Comfort undying grief.
The line has ended.

And as I gaze upon the fields below
A terrible merciless thundering
Blanketing the scourged earth
As far as the eye can see

The sky is dark
Fuming doom approaches
It is clear now.
In the end,
Death is near;
Death in a great inferno

My kin beside me
I breathe in fire
Feel its hot fingers caress
The sting of doom, interrupted.

By this final pain.