Cold like ice, with indifferent sight Exiled from the abyss of dungeons of darkness Soitude is their friend, they bring no hope with them Only the need to cause pain in revenge and with full consciousness Hardly wounded once, now they hurt much deeper No one cried when they died They were hate when they were alive The kohorts which brought the destruction When the day raped by dusk shall come The kettles which echo hurts the silence shall sound Hope and mercy are strange The Legions are coming!!!!!!!!!!!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
