Behold my red-hot fist of fire Raising the banner before eyes in mourn I questioned all embraced truths of this world Facing the inexorable time
Destruction took place Beneath my foundations of courage and virtue Unbreakable against partial verities and falseness
An iron will is my shield, rapt in the hands of doom Don't follow my path tho chase me, is endless! I don't inherit others triumphs, yet I usurp thy women, And had the pleasure of building empires with their remants
You chase survival over dignity Condemned to serve, to fail, to die in life!
You lusted and celebrated others victories, Not having conquered yourself and your vices You dare to hold a weapon... but fearing to lose a hand? Bloody by blood... the strongest goes forth
Semper Excelcius!
He who wields the spear is a free man He who marches as a progeny of conquest He who calls to arms will devour his fears Forever victor... he who never yieldsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
