Текст песни Through The Rage Of The Storm

Sword to dark gesture Here lies a man Tainted by war Creator of lore Ready to fight I have found a tribe Who will follow me right to the end of the line Protecting our front line of ravenous troops Mysterious ways of tackling the frays Diversions shall craft our victorious blades Dismembering innards of territory thieves Hold no fear Fight the infection Smash immorality So they cannot attain the energy drained Tearing through the rays of the sun Warriors marches on Fighting through the rage of the storm Warriors marches on