March - Marching on March - Marching home To lands unknown Glittering fields of Stone
Water sleeps Bids our return Silver Spike Brings us strife
Journey on to Khatovar where destiny will sound its call Fight and live or fight for death, one and all In this land where shadows linger, dread-lords will hunt and hound Feel the heavy hand of doom from all around
Blackened souls forged by strife United by the words abound Brothers lost and brothers found March a warpath through the night
Howl your pain to the skies above Feel the anguish snuff out the dying sun Rest now forever in eternal slumber Drink deep the sorrow and march on
We're marching home
Walk the tallest mountains Plunge the darkest depths Fight the running battles Hold the failing walls
Walked the path to the guardian stone crushed the shards of glassen rock under my toes Weathered boots on blooded feet plodding to a final repose, where at last I am free, leave behind blood and bone.
Now eternity is in my mind Blowing winds caress my face and its howling lets me sing As a specter a breeze through great vast fields Over mountains, to the shores of unyielding seas
Howl your pain to the skies above Feel the anguish snuff out the dying sun Rest now forever in eternal slumber Drink deep the sorrow and march on
Marching on We're Marching homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
