Ogdru Jahad Paroles

They are the mighty children
Behold the Doomsday project
Frog legions bear their vessel
Seven in Earth and Heaven

ONCE... WE... WERE... FREE...
ONCE... WE... WERE... FREE...

And underneath the desert
Encased in frozen bedrock
Stack sleeping agents waiting
To see the gates burn open
The desert rip asunder
They grind the land like corn
Bleed oily peals of thunder

Above the tortured heavens
So full of silent waiting
Howl screams of birth and triumph
Unlock the faceless hating ONCE... WE... WERE... FREE...