We came for blood, to feast upon their corpses And every women and men We'll sell them as slaves We approached the land, Leaving ships like a black swarm And every weapon at hand Was hungry for human souls
So the battle born Arose in the middle of nowhere We celebrated life and death The beautiful meadows turned to red They fought with pride With honor in place of their hide But we are stronger than all We defeated them one by one
What do I see? My fears come true My village is on fire And my people is doomed I must run, where their eyes can't see To the bowels of the earth, To Tiscali, I must flee
It doesn't matter If thorns pierce my bare feet If my hands are bleeding The horror is close to me With my tears I'll speak the truth With my words they'll understand All my people need to know That the enemies are coming from the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
