Paroles de Dawn

There is no mercy in this martial world Stagger with your blood-dripping iron sword Over the atrocious battlefields of fear With the sound of shattered bones in your ear Icecold winds pierce your steaming black cloak Your wrists hurt from the strength of every stroke On the battlefields the wraiths of blood rise Firing the light behind your burning eyes The howl of starved dogs the blessed will hear Our gods are evil and their rise is near Vile weapons cross before the purple sun Dawn is here and the slaughter has begun