Текст песни Fire Death And Fear

Wiil I ever find out the sour of fear
The sour of scare
And walk on the entire range of being
Far of being near
I came here for breezy blood to step on
A hill of soil and mud
I walked till here to feel my spear

I obey my lordly prime, I sharpen my
Steel to sharpen my fear
And breaking my awe's chain, my
Sparkly view their dread will rare
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And the smell of death slyly crawls
I sailed till here to drown my fear

CHORUS
Darkness, dread and tear
Make each sense of death
To seem so far so near
Fire, death and fear
I dry me wetly dreams on shields and spears

Darkness, dread and tear
Fire, death and fear