| Song | Many Are We |
| Artist | Keep of Kalessin |
| Album | Armada |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : C., Parelius | |
| This is our path to order | |
| Pure bloodline to perfection | |
| Father after father | |
| Never to see a drawning sun | |
| Not alone | |
| Never alone | |
| All above are enemies | |
| A means to perfection | |
| Unholy demons of the mind | |
| Clench the fist to signal | |
| To initiate the final | |
| The end - The killing begins | |
| Rapid torrent leather wings | |
| Pulling swords from the sheathe | |
| Hack down the hinderance | |
| Create your own path | |
| There shall be no rememberance | |
| Unearthy | |
| Unholy | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the smell of blood | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the sound of war | |
| Corroded ruined wrecked | |
| The dead sky shines through smoke and fog | |
| Scorched black empty | |
| Life not wanted | |
| Blood brown smell of muck | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the smell of blood | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the sound of war |
| zuo ci : C., Parelius | |
| This is our path to order | |
| Pure bloodline to perfection | |
| Father after father | |
| Never to see a drawning sun | |
| Not alone | |
| Never alone | |
| All above are enemies | |
| A means to perfection | |
| Unholy demons of the mind | |
| Clench the fist to signal | |
| To initiate the final | |
| The end The killing begins | |
| Rapid torrent leather wings | |
| Pulling swords from the sheathe | |
| Hack down the hinderance | |
| Create your own path | |
| There shall be no rememberance | |
| Unearthy | |
| Unholy | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the smell of blood | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the sound of war | |
| Corroded ruined wrecked | |
| The dead sky shines through smoke and fog | |
| Scorched black empty | |
| Life not wanted | |
| Blood brown smell of muck | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the smell of blood | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the sound of war |
| zuò cí : C., Parelius | |
| This is our path to order | |
| Pure bloodline to perfection | |
| Father after father | |
| Never to see a drawning sun | |
| Not alone | |
| Never alone | |
| All above are enemies | |
| A means to perfection | |
| Unholy demons of the mind | |
| Clench the fist to signal | |
| To initiate the final | |
| The end The killing begins | |
| Rapid torrent leather wings | |
| Pulling swords from the sheathe | |
| Hack down the hinderance | |
| Create your own path | |
| There shall be no rememberance | |
| Unearthy | |
| Unholy | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the smell of blood | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the sound of war | |
| Corroded ruined wrecked | |
| The dead sky shines through smoke and fog | |
| Scorched black empty | |
| Life not wanted | |
| Blood brown smell of muck | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the smell of blood | |
| Many are we | |
| Who gather at the sound of war |