Tattered and torn rumors of war
Oh how You've come undone.
No time for conformity, this task has yet to be done.
Now, now, we finally take this.
This is what remains, you won't make it out alone, fury of a mad king; chasing the unknown.
Burn, burn, burn them all,
Burn, burn, them all alive,
Fury of a mad king failing before our eyes. Mercy of his madness taking us by surprise?
This is what remains, you won't make it out alone, fury of a mad king; chasing the unknown.
Dead men don't need silver & the worst always make it out alive. It's just a taste of agony, coursing through our streets. What is dead my never die.
Spirit of a lion! Rising like the tide; now or never. Kingslayer on the rise!
This is what remains, you won't make it out alone, fury of a mad king; chasing the unknown.
Burn, burn, burn them all
Alive!
No rest for the dead (8x)