Paroles de Battlefield

Come and make a hell in this unholy night Bear your sword and come with me into this fight You know that will not find peace And for our brothers we must kill Paint with colours of this war your face Grab a thunderhammer in your hands Do a thunderstrike on their heads And kill them all send them to rest “We’ll tell our stories round the fire Drinking wine and smoking the pipe All it seems like a dream A losing visions of reality But we will have to spill our blood For all these valleys we must fight Our families have to be saved You are a braveheart don’t be scared This glory ride make you prood The honor should fill all of your heart Force of good give him the pride, of this war Help him to destroy this awhfull troll Prepare yourself to be hero With your holy steel you ask for more Watching this battlefield, you feel so strange Pain and glory for you, are the same You know that we fight for something pure Your world is free, you find the truth