In shining armor flies A hundred of mighty knights. Sons of kings and archmages, Striking the evil.
With swords carving sparks From the dragon bones. With steel they write down Their names.
In the chronicles of eternity...
With blood of the beats the acts are washed, With protection of the innocent, sanctity is bound A new dawn in the dying world Shall come and the sun will never die out.
But eternity is an opened mouth...
The crunch of broken bodies In the clutches of primeval beings. Legions of godless lords Will take everyone with them.
Dissected heads, like a staircase To the thrones of pain and torture. Dominion is war, Carving words from tales.
When tales are just a lie.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.