I'm running through the dark forrest because they are looking for me Everywhere I go, I hear my name I can't face it anymore, because my death is near
I feel the breath of the hunters in my neck it is like the dying season has come I look at the black sky and close my eyes I cry for help
And the black tormentor of doom comes down he has no mercy and kills them one by one then he takes my soul and flys far away
The greathorn of victory was made I can live in peace now because the lords are at my side remember the following words to go forth and be strong because the black tormentor of doom is near Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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