What is this horrific thing, Bringing sadness to my land Does this monster, faithful to no one, Walk as if undead When the souls of my own tribe Seem to become so lost As the mark of my birthright The soil of my father's life turning to red
Now gone away is the silence That I dream to hear The screams of pain have now become my song As we enter this nightmare, eleventh hour Unending war, the Blacksmith is forging the....
Steel, to slide into flesh To splinter the bones My opponents are falling Steel, to slide into flesh To splinter the bones My foes are now crawling Steel, flesh, bone The reaper is calling Steel, Flesh, Bone Your skulls now decorate my hallways
What is this horrific thing, Bringing sadness to my land Does this monster, faithful to no one, Walk as if undead When the souls of my own tribe Seem to become so lost As the mark of my birthright The soil of my father's life turning to redTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
