the showdown epic: a chorus of obliteration şarkı sözleri
Silent, grimly faced we march them downCalls from above, behind these walls the cowards hideThe fruits of this land, a promise we have come to claimStretched for miles through marren land to conquer JerichoLoose your voice and split the skyDraw your swords, the hour is nightWe sing as one tonight, we sing as one!We march to war, clothed in dust and fear we rideHost of the Lord, about us, on our every sideThe fruits of this land, a promise we have come to claimWe sing as one, the trumpets sound, your walls of dustNow meet the ground
