Bound by blood and steel A world crushed, no chance to kneel Falling embers turn to dust As the air turns my flesh to rust
Severed nerves Fractured by the inside out
Drowning in cold blood They shall see a true machine
Here we stand, as Titans At war with both gods and men We will show them what it means to bleed Reborn as a hunter of kings
A gentle breeze becoming the winds of disease Let them reap what they sow
As long as we breathe They shall never know peace In their last breath They shall sea a dawn of a new machine
Drowning in cold blood They shall see a true machine
Here we stand, as Titans At war with both gods and men We will show them what it means to bleed Reborn as a hunter of kings
A gentle breeze becoming the winds of disease Let them reap what they sow
Here we stand, as Titans At war with both gods and men We will show them what it means to bleed Reborn as a hunter of kings
A gentle breeze becoming the winds of disease Let them reap what they sowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
