Days Of Yore He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not текст песни, слова песни He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not Days Of Yore
Days Of Yore - He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not
Hold up your swords, as we prepare for the fight
Our valorous deeds shall mark this day
We shall crush our foes in a virile fray
Assail, destroy, I want to see them bleed
I want them to cringe and beg mercy
Let us butcher those two-faced people
I want here nothing but a pile of rubble
And I tasted this pleasing dream
Oblivious that I could be my worst enemy
Yet soon these tales would be my loss
He who romances the lie shall deny it not
My domination knows no bounds
And on my pedestal I stand proud
My deeds repulse the limits of sanity
And back home, I drink the cup of victory
repeat chorus
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