Текст песни
This isn't forgiveness, this is the end.
The horns call the fallen.
The drums never rest.
Our scars are our armor.
We face every test.
We fight for the throne that was carved in the ice.
We burn through the bone, we demand the sacrifice.
No chains will hold, no walls will stand.
This battle for conquest reclaims the land.
Brothers and sisters, the moment is here.
The horns call the fallen.
The drums never rest.
Our scars are our armor.
We face every test.
We fight for the throne that was carved in the ice.
We burn through the bone, we demand the sacrifice.
No chains will hold, no walls will stand.
This battle for conquest reclaims the land.
Brothers and sisters, the moment is here.