Zpěvník s akordy

Strange lights over the hills tonight So many knights into the campfire Smell of acrid smoke on the air Men are just out of scare for their fate. All around screeching of blades Knights riding with their torche flames The lady of death, the only winner tomorrow How many men will survive to her sorrow. Now the battle is coming soon The war is behind you, fight to be free! Fight under the light of the moon Now the battle is coming soon The war is behind you, fight to be free! Fight under the light of the moon. Axes grind clashing with swords blade On the ground mutilated bloody corpses Screams of pain over the hill There's no turning back you must kill. Now the battle is coming soon The war is behind you, fight to be free! Fight under the light of the moon Now the battle is coming soon The war is behind you, fight to be free! Fight under the light of the moon.