She waits for it for many years It comes in the shape of a crow He's got the steel of souls He wants the sword from you It's made of dust of souls He would kill for that
Die Now it's mine
With the steel he walks away The might is him He needs a sacrifice In order to feel the force It's made of dust of souls He wants another heart
Die Your heart is mine
Feel the steel in your heart Because he needs your soul He needs your soul to boost his might Feel the steel in your heart You take painful leave Dust surrounds the sword Give him forceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
