Letra de March Of The Minotaurs

No more blood for your happiness No more knees on the sand Liar alchemist your time has come to die Author of the impossible you can not hide Enslaver of the innocent I am your retribution The taste of blood on your mouth Is the last thing you will feel Inside the labyrinth your breath is like a scream The walls begin to fade there's no place to hide Summon your army will not save you Supreme court has decreed your death Do not fear Now you'll feel My horns go Through your chest Free from your jail We will not pay We have the domain To crash your empire The lord of the yoke Has lost his throne