All those victories that I never reached All these wounds of grief that don't heal But I have to honor All these scars of my choices If I don't want to get overwhelmed By all these ghosts and demons Of my forgotten ruins
Mesmerized by eyes Where I could find whole kingdoms Bewitched by a gorgeous pale skin But however how tempting Those divine breasts may be My sense of life still riding apart On a blackened nebulous horse But I am still bound to the beast Which has teeth as I have fears Its ivory horns bending high As the morbid towers of Hel
The legion of doubts Reached the battlefield But I remain stalwart in forefront Also if I'll never be The emperor of all this warfare I will survive in blood With a pile of my enemies‘ corpses Under my feet and their Disembodied heads in my hands
Tell me with the tongue of truth The number of slaves that we need To carry all those victims home Over the sea of agonyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
