Teksty:
Arghoslent Galloping Through The Battle Ruins

through endless battles, bravely ahead Overtop of enemy lines and into the fire Choking clouds of mustard gas, sears their eyes We march through the

The cloaked loyalists launch a raid To stem the tides of the uncontrollable plagues The righteous and holy, detest our objectives The guillotine's blade

Rome The Celts rode into battle to protect their bloody throne Tied them to horses and nailed them to their homes The Romans were destroyed in battle

Come forth you shameless dark cunt Appeal to my mercy for your life I command the helpless dame Bound and shackled in chains In secluded regions Atop

Spurred on by hope of conquest Lusting for spice and gold Into the churning seas In the frail bark of tiny boats Embedded in the soil of every continent

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