At dawn we strike Rend mail and flesh Stack the slain Climb the gate Burn the altar down
And the acolytes Watch their gods Refuse their cries Their eyes of fear Holding trembling swords
The smoke reveals The gathered gods Uncanny shapes Above the ashes
The smoke reveals The gathered gods Their favor won By slavish pawns
A city turned pyre By Ravening Iron Thousands of swords No one can take them from me
Protected by fire The Armor of Ire Thousands of swords No one can take them form me
The dim fire light Betrays their numbers Brands aflame The din of song They revel before war
And the sacrifice The gain of empire Screams in pain With her eyes of fear Is bound upon the stave
The smoke reveals The gathered gods Uncanny shapes Above the ashes
The smoke reveals The gathered gods Their favor won By slavish pawns
A city turned pyre By Ravening Iron Thousands of swords No one can take them from me
Protected by fire The Armor of Ire Thousands of swords No one can take them form meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
