I serve to the king like an infantry knight We live to defend and protect holy light My armor are shine and my sword are prepared To strike any enemy dead A time has been passed and our citizens scared Cos smell of the trouble has stuck in the air Prophet advised now king issue decree That war be our destiny
No, i dont wanna to die, no this is just suicide! Help me, god help me please!
We went to the field fight about to begin I stand in a first row have goosebumbs on skin The enemys bunched into big massive stack Captain is screaming "Attack!" So we pick out weapons and marchin' on them Feel fear of the death, very scared is i am He looked in my eyes, have no space to evade I see reckless dash of his bladeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
