Paroles de Conquered Nature

Plague and death are for a warrior an honor Living like a pagan spirit In the night, a haze, a mist When the sea and the birds silence It is time to eat Thus,The flames running through the floor In the silence of the night the troops crushing The spirits sing the fierce symphony With winds on the face And the flares of splendorous blades light the eyes of my enemy Thus The empire kills the poor Merciless Soldiers were found Dead without flesh Black burned bones putrified ashes The Captain again Sees death on the way To war, but What war? tough men! Climbing mountains, enchants me Ornamental universe Conquered natures Conquered mountains River, land, dominated