Trample our bodies Use our bones as forks to prod Out entrails from their fangs Scalp down the skulls, Collect these trophies from their crimes
The ground's tremors warn us, they’re nearby Weapons are ready To fight, to kill, to be.
Keeper of the root, wisdom and the beasts We arrive Fountain of many promises
Elder of the root, wisdom and their feats. We arrive Source of many fantasies.
Glacial March through the fountain of youth Our dream for so long, obvious stargaze Holding in my hand, triumph's destiny
Wild areas Our presence is definitely known And we now retort to
Baffle immensity, Tear their flesh with rage to flow Out lifetime out of their veins Victory fills our glasses with death, and we drink
They bend to the fervor and the spiteful anger of our blades
Glacial March through the fountain of youth Stealing from its heart, a piece of our salvation Our Dream for so long, obvious Stargaze Holding in my hand, triumph's destinyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
