When blood was witness of carnages When ashes and swords were the only words Ancestral war supremacy The need of a blood legacy Gathered hordes in the name of honour Proudly walk on their soils to defend her Sky-raised swords and closed fists Die for me, I'll die for you...war
Heart of legends, lungs of the lands History is dawn with blood His story will grow in blood Children of warchants, sons of battledust Children proudly walk on their soils Prepare to defend family swords in hand Such as vulgar carrions in dust Kill enemy of misfortance...till dawn
Perish under my sword My weapon is your lifejudge Till my cry lust will fill my veins I'll keep my fatherthrone not in vain Against shadows or against gods Till my strength will follow me I'll keep higher the battlethone not in vain But till justice be done
Blood is witness of carnage Axes and swords rule this world Ancestral war supremacy Mighty celestial battlethrone Fathersoil, ashesfields Grow only family tearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
