No heroes will win this battle their names shall banish in the wind wielded by ancient demons towards unknown places ruled by deranged leaders where death gallops on bent legs and goat hooves symbols and signs with strange meanings impossible for the mortals to understand truths are shattered and their bits are modelled again to create bigger lies that become paramount the perception is distorted by the desire to bend the fate dusty bones hold the testimony of terrible plagues that will come back bodies piled up on the ground most of them almost dead twisted forms trying to gasp one last breath what is to be witnessed its strangest hour.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.