Like the hangman's grim grin
We all smile at our doom
As we come crashing down
Like lightning bolts in flames
Carved in the obsidian marble
Of the temples of heresy
Our words echo for centuries
For all those years to come
Unleashed on the fields of battle
For the crown we fought
To be betrayed and slain
By the ruler's might
Yet one dark day we'll rise again
And taste our sweet revenge
From the dust of our tombs
We breathe in our death
And we exhale it upon you now
Pestilence rides to war
On his skeletal steed
Charging at our enemies
And there you lay dying slowly
Cloaked in torn velvet
Black thorns twitching
Inside your puritan heart
Selite:
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Gotta say your English is something quite fan-bloody-tastic to read. Varsinki, ku sen kuulee korvissaan oikeen matalalla miesäänellä, jolla on leveä brittiaksentti... Love it.
Oh, sweet vengeance! ;)
I love it.
Varsinkin neljäs säkeistö on mahdottoman hieno! Bravo!