A storm from north From alps pours forth Boii swarm on po valley Ateste claimed His rights in vain The gauls are here to loot felsina
One hundred tribes Covetous eyes Shining with primordial anger Boii stand as one Etruscans hold The lines are broken
They burn Scent of human bonfires fills the air They burn Running for their lives but they're caught They burn
Screams of pain Etruscans slain Feed the barbaric frenzy The end of day No life was saved Their tears are dried while they burn
They burn and die Etruscans enlighten the night Ateste was betrayed The end of sacred felzna
End of day No life was saved Screams of pain While they're lost in fire
Ashes in the air Doom and despair Maids killed and raped While etruscans
Burn Scent of human bonfires fills the air They burn Running for their lives but they're caught They burnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
