Stand up men from the North! Force away the fear, fluttering in your eyes. The hour of wolves is upon us alas. Here we stand alone facing the strength of unholy forces. We protect the scant light of hope, we the strong and proud ages of men. Time of change has come, end of suffering. Where Eden is among us, to walk upon with our bare feet.
So, if this is your time to die, Know in your heart that we all haste toward the redeeming trees. Fight for your dreams, your hopes, your fates; the spirits are with us tonight. So arm your weapons, sharpen your teeth and open your eyes. Take a last gaze upon our seventh golden star. For together we fight 'till dawn!
The sky turns red with ominous trumpets thickening the air. Jaguars and eagles gather their flock. Walking out towards death and glory. No primitive heart sheds a tear, for the gods are with them. Shields, spears, and axes in hand, they pass their tale on to another. And from womb to tomb we unite, for ending the life of each other.
By flames we storm the kingdom of Middle Ages. An army by god with armor of steel, they strike with swords of hunger No kings or queens will live to see the dawn. By killing each man, woman and child for serving their own desires.
Out on the western front they hide. Water slowly devouring their feet. But none dares to enter the ground of no mans land.
Only the dead will see the end of the war. But none can withstand the fall of our kind.
Open your eyes, watch as the red horseman parade through the battlefield Corpses of loved ones will be left behind, as he travel the ages with warfare on your life's victims.
So, in the end as we stand, fighting a war causing the fall of our star. The blood, the tears and the deaths; forging the end of the life that we knew. We have sacrificed for the gods, the leaders, and not for our selves We do nothing, give in and go on Together, we go to war.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
