Citadel کے بول

Winter falls Upon the sentinels As the warring drums Draw ever near From the hills A pestilence is coming The black snake Reveals it's fangs Our sacred lands endure Forevermore And they fall Upon the citadel They storm in anger To their death knell We will call Upon the citadel And fight for freedom To the gates of hell Warriors Of the earth and sky Mark the battlefield With fearlеss cries Swords clash With demons unrelеnting Our dream of freedom Will never die Our sacred lands endure Forevermore And they fall Upon the citadel They storm in anger To their death knell We will call Upon the citadel And fight for freedom To the gates of hell And every time They try to break Our spirits down We come back stronger Our sacred ways Shall mend the earth Forevermore And they fall Upon the citadel They storm in anger To their death knell We will call Upon the citadel We fight for freedom At the gates of hell