With the black book Book of the cross They used it as tool To rob and tame our lands
Now that it's dusk We will invade Feed our bloodlust In the shadows of hell
We will fight Till the last breath Spilling their guts With our hands of doom
Warm your blade Carved out of iron With the kings blood By piercing his organs
Iron Pierced king Iron Pierced king Iron Pierced king Iron Pierced king
Now, their kingdom is ours Now, their people for slavery Now, their souls will be cursed Now, the kings head as trophy Now, their kingdom is ours Now, their people for slavery Now, their souls will be cursed Now, the kings head as trophy
Iron Pierced king Iron Pierced king Iron Pierced king Iron Pierced kingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
