Coordinate del testo
ENTesto originale
Traduzione non ancora disponibile. Mostriamo il testo originale.
Is it worth it, death with pride
Only judgement from on high
Can transcend the thought of man
Pray for the sacrificial lamb
To the gods, we must answer to the calling
Have we the right to decide our fate
Fly to the eye of the storm, meet your maker
And only then we will know, who decides
Is it worth it, death with pride
Only judgement from on high
Can transcend the thought of man
Pray for the sacrificial lamb
To the gods, we must answer to the calling
Have we the right to decide our fate
Fly to the eye of the storm, meet your maker
And only then we will know, who decides
