Reaching down into the earth Draw up power of fire Reaching up into the sky Drawing down the moon
An unprovoked offense must be met with deadly tactics Hexes, curses, the blackest of magics
Reaching out into hearts of beasts Draw back power of the wild Reach out into oceans deep Bring back power of the tide
Work you raw with no concern Then lie about their ill intent Then scoff at your discontent Void of any moral sense Mercy won't be mette out now Only one language they will speak I will speak words of suffering Death to all of their ilk
Lay a pox on their bloodline Place a curse that will never dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
