How do you chop the head of a king? One swing... paroles My eyes flicker open from nightmares of slaughter I wait for the dawn as I gaze over black water The devil's own breath Hot on my neck Not fear of death but of what I do next God knows, it's not the work that I choose Is this God's will or that of mortal man I do?
One swing of the axe One swing of the axe One swing of the axe a king's head will roll One swing of the axe a kingdom will fall
Is this angel or demon that sits on my shoulder? Will the blood on my hands be from justice or murder? Will my soul be condemned To hell or transcend To heaven when my earthly journey's at end? God knows, it's not the work that I choose Is this God's will or that of mortal man I do?
One swing of the axe One swing of the axe One swing of the axe a king's head will roll One swing of the axe a kingdom will fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
