Тексты песен Epiclore

Alone in the wind with fire and steel they ended their quest on this enchanted field They have the approval of immortal power A rash, valiant knight, a brave brotherhood So fearless and rude yet cauti

Turn to the cross in the guilt you feel your fate's for sale so here's the deal a get-out-of-hell-free card on judgement day Render your mortal glory to the congregation, the holy and when you perish