This is a call to arms. We've readied the horses. Sharpened the swords. Through cover ov nightfall we're riding to war. The journey is quiet. Teeth fully clenched. Nothing is loud as the aura surrounding these men. Riding to dawn, we will finally have our revenge. Flashes ov men bearing crosses and swords at their side, bathed in blood of the pagans unwilling to change for a lie. Our families' homes set ablaze in the name ov the christ. On the graves ov the fallen, I swear they will pay for their crimes. This is a call to arms. Approaching at first light. The sun rises slow. Announcing our silent arrival with omens in tow. When they look to the heavens, a sky painted red. I give one final thought to the ones that they sent to their death. I won't be sated til all ov their blood has been shed. Flashes ov steel burning cold in the dead of the night, contrasting the heat from the flames as they lit up the sky. It was then that we all understood the true sacrifice. Not the blood ov the lamb, but the blood ov our whole way of life. This is a call to arms.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
