Testo Warriors Trial

As the sun falls down And the swell crashes into the shore The great warriors of doom and wind ride high Silent is the silence, The only breathing of horses sound, Cold northern steel, Shining blade, pleases us And we all live under the black mark Oh lord, lead us to the paradise My lord, is this the promised land Is this your gift Let us fly into your dreams Let us taste some blood Sorrow - the unknown force Hate - respect your enemy Bitterness - shall be forever Silence - nothing left Let us fly into your dreams Let ust aste some blood