In The Icy Air, They Walked Cloaked In Black Furs Of Heathen Beasts Deathly Auras In The Night Radiate, With Every Step
The Snow Crunches Under Their Path Paved With Blood
The Winds Are Howling, They Do Not Shake Heart’s Of The Black Flame The Winterdemons Carry The Torch For All That Is not Light
There Blades Are Sharp Carved From The Bone Of Fallen Warriors
They Fight, From The Land of Majestic Sights
In The Icy Air, They Walked Cloaked In Black Furs Of Heathen Beasts Deathly Auras In The Night Radiate, With Every Step
Holders Of The Black Flame Keepers Of A Sacred Faith
When They Face Their Enemy's, They Will Be Within The Great Halls Waiting To Destroy The Beasts, Craving Our Blood
Hail The Winterdemons Call Their Name & Praise Their Existence Hail The Winterdemons For Without Their Flame We are not freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
