It's an honour for a soldier To receive the final kiss Of blade and steel that cannot heel For glory, fame and bliss All my homelands are deserted All my comrades dead An I am bleeding at the shore Where rivers running red
In the gentle morning sun I see the golden gate And my dark horse is moving on Until I meet my fate Doors for lovers, doors for sinners Doors for sons of hate And my dark horse is moving on Until I meet my fate
All that counts in victory For predator and prey While faces are forgotten And lives just fade away I hope you will remember me And I hold on to my name Keep me in dear memory Like a burning flame
In the gentle morning sun I see the golden gate And my dark horse is moving on Until I meet my fate Doors for lovers, doors for sinners Doors for sons of hate And my dark horse is moving on Until I meet my fateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
