STEELGODS OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE (Turilli/Staropoli)
Soon... winter again... ...snowlord come... Come and cover those grey walls...
...VIOLENCE CALLS! I want his fall... his epic fall... in this evil war... ...fought to protect our ancient throne
From this grey prison I look at you my lost and beloved wasted holy town I call the prophecy's miracle the thunder of the ancient book's word
WE ARE... WE ARE THE ONES... WHO'LL FACE THE STEELGODS OF THIS LAST APOCALYPSE... ...OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE!
Now... Algalord lies... in the shades... of my shy mystic rainbow...
...VIOLENCE CALLS! I want his fall... his epic fall... in this evil war... ...trapped behind these humid walls
Raise all your eyes to the autumn skies capture the energy of that sight They can have fun with my limbs and bones but I swear my spirit will never fall
WE ARE... WE ARE THE ONES... WHO'LL FACE THE STEELGODS OF THIS LAST APOCALYPSE... ...OF THE LAST APOCALYPSE!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
