We the souls of evil unite We the black figures appear Battlefield is near, Occult legion laugh We have no fear, strong and rough
We are spawned by forces We are teached by the master We are dressed in black Our goal lies there We stand in pride Side by side We raise the signs Who searches will find
The horses are packed armed with artillery The faces paint black, causes more immortality Our weapons are loaded, each one has two Our clothing is strong, forged in blood The storm awaits, high in the air And darkened clouds gather We shall fight forever And blood will flow...They shall know!
They cannot kill... They cannot kill...what moves in black They cannot kill...what's stronger They cannot kill...what's already deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
