Famine comes, all is gone Bitter winter howls Frosty reaper at the door
Gather arms, into storms Sunder thunder’s growl Bloody plunder at our core
My Face Last You’ll See Before I burn your village down
My Face Last You’ll See Before I burn your village down
Strike the heart, rip apart Body parts will flail Sanguine sundown sets the scene
Crimson snow, chill wind blow Gold-filled boats will sail Fiendish conquest, hopes and dreams
My Face Last You’ll See Before I burn your village down
My Face Last You’ll See Before I burn your village down
Running without reason Killing through the seasons Running without reason Killing through the seasons
I’m running And killing Just running No end it seems
Years abroad, crawled and clawed Well-earned return home Smokey pillar meets the sky
Charging in, war begins Cold axe in my back I will hold them back before I die
My Face Last You’ll see Before You burn my village down
My Face Last You’ll see Before You burn my village downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
