Now, that so many years have passed As a blank figure I stand, In front of my destiny's tale And I see a divine impaler, reaching for my soul's vein "
When darkness falls on the city of the thieves and starlight kisses the golden domes He walks the streets of Arenjun Through the shadows of the Maul
No feast at the table My master and brothers are all lost No one left able To toast to the gods Remember thy father My sword will avenge him at all costs
The face of a vampire That grins in the black It waits, In the castle cold The wings of a demon That glides in the air He looks out for blood, so beware
Scanned bodies fall to the ground A flash by the blade as the sword cuts the speed of the sound And the titans shall scream and cry out Valhallan warriors
Превод: Изабел Boulay. Жан боец.
: Lynch post up too high (much too high) Stopped short, falling shy Ideals a touch too high (much too high) Dropper short, falling shy Why try? Order
