Encrusted in filth Many days in battle Lives forged in ruin The taste of iron in blood Only the mighty will prevail Bathed in blood and war Runes in the clouds Lightning strikes you down Hands caress the bloodshed Feelings of deaths cold embrace Match with steel of sword and mace Gods figure appears in a barren field Laid to waste with years of war A hammer of shining gold... my light to guide me through Chiseled statues of man in hue Colored with the stains of blood Hunger for wars fruitful handouts The kings men slaughtered... are the standouts Red rivers flow down the hills Muddied and puddled at my feet My sword spills blood with wrath I've always known my chosen pathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
