Из альбома: Iklwa
Blood for the king we offer
As consolidated by his pulse
His eyes have foreseen
The strategy to victory
Death will be become
Our constant companion
Embrace the enemy
With blood stenched iklwas
Fear is on their side
Show them no mercy
Inside your eyes
Reflect the burning souls you’ve taken
The drought has confined us Blood for the cracks we offer
For land and water
We shall kill
Death will be become
Our constant companion
Embrace the enemy
With blood stenched iklwas
Fear is on their side
Show them no mercy
Inside your eyes
Reflect the burning souls you’ve taken
Iklwa
The stabbing blade
Iklwa
The stabbing blade
Iklwa
The stabbing blade
Iklwa
The stabbing blade
Die, Die, Die, Die