Traducere: Kna'An. Sclavie.
Off to the battle we go Without fear We know Death is near ''Rain drops upon my companions' heads Who are covering themselves And upon the dead Who
Bond of two Wasted, By a word World of lies, Now dead Homicide Of mind Numb by the shock Surprise Drowning inside A pool of sorrow Milked out of hope
[limited edition only track] Awaken from the storm that washed unbelievers Yet hasn't kept away the sinners For it all been spoken the same Therefore
...And I stand all alone in a world of darkness All sanctity is washed away By crimson storm of false promises Of human decay We have betrayed our god
men born to the Nile will be thrown Though females will keep living on'' We were made to serve with rigor Mortar and bricks made us bitter In Egypt, slavery
Nile will be thrown Though females will keep living on" [Storyteller:] "We were meant to serve with rigor Mortar and bricks made us bitter In Egypt, slavery
