كلمات Painted With Blood

Soldiers of the stonefolk through narrow paths wind Celebrated warriors, the grand emperor's pride The old woodland watches with cold forbidding eyes Terror is unleashed as the forest comes alive Painted with blood, a line in the sand Mangled and broken by bold hermann's hand In the land of germania they faltered and fell Wasted by fate, legiones redde! Spear-ravaged remnants break onto the plain A last desperate surge but all is in vain The last stragglers flee in humbling defeat All overwhelmed, the slaughter is complete Painted with blood, a line in the sand Mangled and broken by bold hermann's hand In the land of germania they faltered and fell Wasted by fate, legiones redde! Ire, cold foreign rule inflames Lust for rebellion gains Tribes band together Glory and freedom seized Overlords brought to their knees Fame everlasting Painted with blood, a line in the sand Mangled and broken by bold hermann's hand In the land of germania they faltered and fell Wasted by fate, legiones redde!