In the fiery grasp of battle I reach to draw my sword With vengeance swinging wildly at their hordes
Creeping bloodlust curse the night On steeds of doom, our glory ride!
No one will know. I strike from below The sound of their cries, break the skies! With power so true, this battle is through Our enemies look to the sky Spilling their blood and killing as one Returning to claim what has died...
As I await in my dark chambers I stare with hate Awaiting to bring forth a horrid fate
My voice will make them cringe with fear Death will come when I draw near.
No one will know. I strike from below The sound of their cries, break the skies! With power so true, this battle is through Our enemies look to the sky Spilling their blood and killing as one Returning to claim what has died...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
