Nocturnal Rites Winds Of Death текст песни, слова песни Winds Of Death Nocturnal Rites
Nocturnal Rites - Winds Of Death
I swing my sword up high
You'll taste my steel, I won't abide
Cause you know you are gonna die
Clad in leather and chains we slay
We fight for king and land
We'll burn your homes and bring you dismay
With our vast swords in hand
Glory, victory, forever hail
Howl in mighty rage
Clad the sky bleak
Claw the hide of enemy
Hail the winds of death
We spread the ashes of your dead
There is nothing left to save
We sear the ground where they bled
We pledge doom upon your grave
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