Songtext von Medieval

Clashing days have just began Struggle from very far is heard No one is safe my dear friend Forwards and backwards, I know how it ends (highway to your skull) This misery of life is always the same Foolish excuse to the world get insane The tension point will finally break Then horrified you will finally awake (highway to your skull) A dozen of dragons spit the fire fiercely Drop from the skies their eggs with accuracy The world watch astonished at your cruelty While children crying, dying under tyrany (highway to your skull) Kill for nothing, die in vain The cycle is turning again and again Like on the dark ages, a mercenary crusade Against a rough enemy you point your blade You point your blade, you point your blade