Testo Azrael
Testo Azrael
We will fight and win, fight and die
All that ever changes, the color of the sky
We will sell our soul, we are born to die
A blood-red cross, we will give our lives
Wind brings a whisper, a silent melody
A poem of yearning Will it set us free?
Marching on the desert sand
God by our side, steel in our hand
March against Jerusalem
We are born to die
Marching through our holy land
Deus lo vult, a sacred band
March across the burning sand
We are born to die
Azrael
Azrael
We will stand and fight, stand and fall
A holy crusade, for nothing at all
Blood on our blades, blood on the cross For our god, everything is lost
Wind brings a whisper, a silent melody
A poem of yearning Will it set us free?
Marching on the desert sand
God by our side, steel in our hand
March against Jerusalem
We are born to die
Marching through our holy land
Deus lo vult, a sacred band
March across the burning sand
We are born to die
What is Jerusalem worth?
Nothing, everything
Marching on the desert sand
God by our side, steel in our hand
March against Jerusalem
We are born to die
Marching through our holy land
Deus lo vult, a sacred band
March across the burning sand
We are born to die
Azrael
Azrael
All that ever changes, the color of the sky
We will sell our soul, we are born to die
A blood-red cross, we will give our lives
Wind brings a whisper, a silent melody
A poem of yearning Will it set us free?
Marching on the desert sand
God by our side, steel in our hand
March against Jerusalem
We are born to die
Marching through our holy land
Deus lo vult, a sacred band
March across the burning sand
We are born to die
Azrael
Azrael
We will stand and fight, stand and fall
A holy crusade, for nothing at all
Blood on our blades, blood on the cross For our god, everything is lost
Wind brings a whisper, a silent melody
A poem of yearning Will it set us free?
Marching on the desert sand
God by our side, steel in our hand
March against Jerusalem
We are born to die
Marching through our holy land
Deus lo vult, a sacred band
March across the burning sand
We are born to die
What is Jerusalem worth?
Nothing, everything
Marching on the desert sand
God by our side, steel in our hand
March against Jerusalem
We are born to die
Marching through our holy land
Deus lo vult, a sacred band
March across the burning sand
We are born to die
Azrael
Azrael
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