Marching forward,axes up against the walls...
Empiric battles,the winner's the last to fall...
Balancing,through lack of hope and will to fight...
Galloping,the red horse will fight tonight!
To kill,to feel, death is so real
In mind , it's growing , in left and behind
Smashing you mind, down in dark ,in front and in right
You are the last , then make fast
Die!
TOTEN WALLS...The Warriors of Hell
BLOOD WILL FALL,while the beast devours
IN ITS STRIDE,the red horse wins the bout
...lift up your axe and shout!
Blood stained blades,guess who'll have to dance?
Face the rage,attack with violence...
Keep the fear,the wisest thing to say...
Run,escape,before they slash your way!
To kill,to feel, death is so real
In mind , it's growing , in left and behind
Smashing you mind, down in dark ,in front and in right
You are the last , then make fast
Die!
TOTEN WALLS...The Warriors of Hell
BLOOD WILL FALL,while the beast devours
IN ITS STRIDE,the red horse wins the bout
...lift up your axe and shout!
Cold as ice,they rush to the final round
Screams of pain,they all echo with no sound
Who will stay still until the last heart beats?
Who will face the failure and assume defeat?
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May all evil prevail forever
Awaits unruly as ever
Avoid being overpowered
Climb to the top of the tower!
