They came from the south And their numbers grew Burned down our homes The eagles' banner blew
We won't adore Your roman gods You started war Now pay in blood
Ride - Fire burns the skies Bloodshed and cries Won´t take it no more Raise your swords up high We´ll make them die, we´re DISCIPLES OF WAR
Fire eats flesh Steel merge with bone Rip off their hearts Force them back to Rome
Ride - Fire burns the skies Bloodshed and cries Won´t take it no more Hide from the light Strike in the night, we´re DISCIPLES OF WARTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
