Daughter Of Vengeance Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Whispers of the Nile rise and call
Echoes of Egypt through time they fall
Daughter of rage of ancient flame
Dimas wrath in Yahwehs name
Born in the sands where Pharaohs lie
Under the gaze of a bloodred sky
A soul reborn in vengeance untold
A queen of fury a heart grown cold
The temples crumble but she remains
Her sword of justice breaks the chains
With powers forged from ancient lore
She rises again to settle the score
Dima Daughter of Egypts might
In her hands the flame burns bright
From the pyramids to heavens gate
She carries justice born of fate
Through the halls of time her name resounds
A warriors cry where life is found
Dima Slayer of the unclean lies
In your hands the Nephilim dies
In the shadow of Ra beneath the ancient sun
Dimas vengeance will not be undone
She holds the wrath of Yahweh near
In every strike the fallen fear
Kasdeja trembles in her sight
For Dima brings eternal night
Her sword ignites with heavens flame
The unborn saved she ends their shame
Dima Daughter of Egypts might
In her hands the flame burns bright
From the pyramids to heavens gate
She carries justice born of fate
Through the halls of time her name resounds
A warriors cry where life is found
Dima Slayer of the unclean lies
In your hands the Nephilim dies
Blood of the innocent rise like the Nile
Dimas flame burning all the while
Tombs of kings now tremble in fear
For her justice draws near it draws near
The gods of Egypt fade to dust
But in her hands the righteous trust
Her eyes are flames her voice the storm
Through chaos a new world is born
Dimas hands once bound in chains
Now strike the evil that remains
With every heartbeat she brings the light
From ancient Egypt to Yahwehs sight
Dima Daughter of Egypts might
In her hands the flame burns bright
From the pyramids to heavens gate
She carries justice born of fate
Through the halls of time her name resounds
A warriors cry where life is found
Dima Slayer of the unclean lies
In your hands the Nephilim dies
Blood of the innocent rise like the Nile
Dimas flame burning all the while