Walking trough foreign lands Mind is set to kill Turning nightmares into flesh This plague will make you ill
Riding the catapults Who bring down the rain Approaching the fortress Death is leading the way
When this plague will make them fall We will throw their bodies over the walls The infected corpses flying around Hitting people inside of the town
Spreading disease To eradicate Wait for them to die And burn the gates
We will bring the plague And take your life All that awaits Are burning skies
When this plague will make them fall We will throw their bodies over the walls
Expanding the empire Leaving a trail of blood Kill all opposition Their faces in the mud
Out to take the enemy And end their pity lives This plague will come for you There's no escape you're all going to dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
