Текст песни DAYS OF YORE - He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not
DAYS OF YORE - He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not слова песни
Текст песни DAYS OF YORE - He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not
Concentrate allies, as echoes the battleHold up your swords, as we prepare for the fightOur valorous deeds shall mark this dayWe shall crush our foes in a virile frayAssail, destroy, I want to see them bleedI want them to cringe and beg mercy( )Let us butcher those two-faced peopleI want here nothing but a pile of rubbleAnd I tasted this pleasing dreamOblivious that I could be my worst enemyYet soon these tales would be my lossHe who romances the lie shall deny it notMy domination knows no boundsAnd on my pedestal I stand proudMy deeds repulse the limits of sanityAnd back home, I drink the cup of victoryrepeat chorus