No longer have pure white souls. From mankind degenerates to become Orcs. I start to use the first person pronoun . To write down all the things that happens in front of my eyes. I take delight in the early morning that wakes the blood forest. Any invasion becomes a possibility. I use the ancient incantation to repeat. Sing soul prelude to find base.
Facing the dark side's kiss. I turn around so as to not get polluted. Maintain the pure white symbol. And then turn back into humans.
Let us The Orcs' Souls Toss Pack up brutality. The process of beast's memories decaying. Let us The Orcs' Expression of the eyes Pure. And not greedily wanting eternity,Only loyal to violence. Let us The Orcs'Souls Toss . Stop resentment.The war that can never be finished. Let us The Orcs' Expression of the eyes Pure. I use the humble identity,Towards the far anciently existing god.
No longer have pure white souls. From mankind degenerates to become Orcs. I start to use the first person pronoun . To write down all the things that happens in front of my eyes. I take delight in the early morning that wakes the blood forest. Any invasion becomes a possibility. I use the ancient incantation to repeat. Sing soul prelude to find base.
Facing the dark side's kiss. I turn around so as to not get polluted. Maintain the pure white symbol. And then turn back into humans.
Let us The Orcs' Souls Toss Pack up brutality. The process of beast's memories decaying. Let us The Orcs' Expression of the eyes Pure. And not greedily wanting eternity,Only loyal to violence. Let us The Orcs'Souls Toss . Stop resentment.The war that can never be finished. Let us The Orcs' Expression of the eyes Pure. I use the humble identity,Towards the far anciently existing god.
Tears boiling ,The abnormal ice cold wind. The clip-clop sounds,Lets people sleep unsafe and insecure. I am waiting for the soul prelude to be completed. Leading fellow clansmen to write down the prayer.
Facing the dark side's kiss. (That town Sacrificing meaninglessly) I turn around so as to not get polluted. (Fire burning war,The altar is starting to sink) Maintain the pure white symbol. (I am waiting For the offspring of the fellow clansmen to become aware) And then turn back into humans. (We proceed south to start to open up the earth again)
Let us The Orcs' Souls Toss Pack up brutality. The process of beast's memories decaying. And not greedily wanting eternity,Only loyal to violence.
Tears boiling ,The abnormal ice cold wind. The clip-clop sounds,Lets people sleep unsafe and insecure. I am waiting for the soul prelude to be completed. Leading fellow clansmen to write down the prayer.
Let us The Orcs' Souls Toss Pack up brutality. Stop resentment.The war that can never be finished. Let us The Orcs' Expression of the eyes Pure. I use the humble identity,Towards the far anciently existing god.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
