Bleeding your king is on his knees Conquered in defeat All succumb to me... for tyranny The fate he has chosen Shall be forced upon your people He should have chosen his words wiser Marching on in tight rows To the battle for your lives This hallowed ground has been chosen For this fight By the ancient codes of war The line has been drawn... in the sand Many men shall perish on this day Beasts of men, with strength of gods Baptized in the fires of conflict Death attained on the battle field May be received as the greatest glory... Blessed by the priests of this holy land With the love of gods in my heart And the strength of steel in my hands May all your men be slaughteredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
