With a sword in my hand I wish to cross the way to freedom Feel the cold wind in my face My heart wants to be new again
Genesis of hate This war ground will be spotted with blood The blood of our enemies Waiting for us in oblivion
Scream for your freedom, warrior Make them kneel decapitated before you Feel the hate running in your veins You have a pride to honor
We will rise covered with blood For hate guiding our hearts Swords shining in the sun We are the warlords
Let the blood of our enemies Color the warpath And make it guide us to the way back home To the arms of who wait for us, No matter whereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
