Shield of mankind At the front lines to protect his people Despised by all Illegitimate lord of the profaned capital
Solitude
A loved one who cannot be saved by the shield Turned this good lord to a mad tyrant assaillant
The profaned flame destroyed his people
No more shield, only the sword Despite the killing spree, he had an ounce of hope To save his defiled people At Kiln of the first flame
Fire, ashes, cinder, madness
I give you my weakness, the blade that will take my life
Storm Ruler
Rejecting the call of the flame The giant sat on his throne Looking at the chaos he caused Broken monarch Waiting for his death By the sword he gaveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
