Текст (слова) песни: Days Of Yore - He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not
Concentrate allies, as echoes the battle Hold up your swords, as we prepare for the fight Our valorous deeds shall mark this day We shall crush our foes in a virile fray
Assail, destroy, I want to see them bleed I want them to cringe and beg mercy Let us butcher those two-faced people I want here nothing but a pile of rubble
And I tasted this pleasing dream Oblivious that I could be my worst enemy Yet soon these tales would be my loss He who romances the lie shall deny it not
My domination knows no bounds And on my pedestal I stand proud My deeds repulse the limits of sanity And back home, I drink the cup of victory
repeat chorus
My craving knows no bounds And on my pedestal I stand proud My valiant deeds pass through my memory As abed, I let myself sink into sleep
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