I Waiting for dawn to attack the last city Bloodlust is blazing in their hungry eyes Fearless and furious, they kill without pity They’ll stop at nothing till they take their prize
Fire Fire Searching for prey, turning homes into tombs Heroes Have fallen To keep the temple from imminent doom
II Cries of barbarians are drawing near Piercing the hearts of their worst enemies Drunk on blood, they bring disaster and fear People are to face their gods on their knees
Holy Holy Priestess is bearing a flame of her own And her Good sovereign Will find in fire his great divine throne
And when the king Fell to the ground Backstabbed with a barbarian blade
They murdered him They crushed his crown And set a pyre for holy maids
A priestess young Last wish to grant Drank deeply from the cup of sorrow
In flames she sang Her farewell chant So that his soul could see tomorrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
