الكلمات الأصلية
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The beast will sell pieces from Hell
A pact he made so don't be late
If you don't wanna die, pray and disappear
Christ was crucified behind a wall of fear
The day of fate will come
A martyr in the end
Hide away and run
Lonely you will fall or stand
In the sky of swords, the blade of the Kings
The sound of freedom from all over the land
In the sky of swords, fire and rain
The gods of thunder will bring us pain in the sky of swords
Your curse is my fear, shadows speak to me
Demons I can hear, insanity is near
There's no relief, screams are full of grief
Mind is so black, torture I'll bring bick
