We've crossed the burning wasteland Sought out forgotten tombs Within this shattered planet Beneath a broken moon We live amongst the ruins Where
endless host of foes How heavy this axe Burden carried from birth Wrought in Stygian visions By the gods of the earth Upon the hallowed mountain The gods
goes Ask me no more questions Some things you weren't meant to know The mother toiling in the fields Her apron full of seeds She dropped them to the earth
too late There'll be no safe crossing this night Hear the horns, pounding hooves Visions of cities aflame Wailing cries, dawn of doom Die by the sword
Waiting for dawn on the snow-covered tundra Your foes lying dead at your feet Look to the sky for a good star to guide you And pray that the morning
We shall build you a cairn beyond the black river Where no one will disturb your rest There you shall lay in your helm and your harness With your sword
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Taken away from under the boughs Far from the sheltering glens Imprisoned by wizards to sing for a serpent In the guise of a man They come with
Cast out from the lands of their births Banished from hearth and home All brothers must swear the oath Forsaking all they've known If you choose
below, Tell me what a sissy know. Funkin lesson is a new flow stalking walking in my big black boots. Living off the earth eating herbs and fruits. The
I see the summer in a little green leaf now One million trees now their swords unsheathed now Little children been inside for weeks now Running out water
For giving your own son The bible asserts that murder is a sin But Jesus preached - " I didn't bring peace, but a sword on the Earth " Mad screams of
ll show us all one true face of the sin The century's last... last great eclipse March from the corners of the Earth (March for the Earth... all march
dead I call the black angels' tears Also Dargor can't endure all... goes out from the cave while the demons take the hero for their tragic game Gods of earth
the work of God. Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps. The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword
the function Heads by the score take flight incite a war Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin swords
cards, some trust for their gods In the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbed Price is on the food and the Earth's precious jewels Ain't the golden
