A promised land which is always the next one A heroic feat that no one else has ever done An evil empire found on nothing but my troopers' horseshoes An oriental last name carried on from father to son
Say I'm the conqueror who long for flesh and blood A servile Europe could not fulfill my lust My footsteps follow the will of history Till the day ashes turn ashes and dust to dust
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No one calls me by my real name The scourge of god was the title they gave Nonetheless I feel so innocent I'm not the one to be blamed It's just the way it meant to be over and over again
It's been a while since the day I left home On the long journey to the west we are left all alone I could return to her arms but somehow I won't Like a lost child with a heart of stone
Attila Homeless Attila
Attila Nomad Attila
Attila Homeless Attila
Attila Nomad Attila
It's been a while since the day I left home On the long journey to the west we are left all alone I could return to her arms but somehow I won't Like a lost child with a heart of stoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
