Paroles de Direction

Blank faces of inner fear roars of anger to hide despair What a mistake to hurt my kin bottomless hunger A bloodshed sin blood is in the air before its shed Those who once were our friends now our foes I cannot relive this pain again the darkness is clouding Around my feet and the screams are growing stronger The sky is red with fury from below tension is high A chill to the bone screams of terror screams of might Bloody screams out through the night burned with nothing Left our men have hardly slept we will carry on