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quinta-feira, 8 de agosto de 2013

TÝR - By the Sword in My Hand





By the Sword in My Hand
TÝR

A boy gone astray, deceived by a god 
Remembers the day, bereft of his blood 
Might to your dismay now equal we meet 
Self righteous repay, you kneel by my feet, I stand

By the sword in my hand 
I will conquer the land 
I will decimate and decapitate 
Those who question the sword in my hand

I seek what you took, I promise you'll pay 
By hook or by crook, a boy gone astray I stand

By the sword in my hand 
I will conquer the land 
I will decimate and decapitate 
Those who question the sword, I stand 
By the sword in my hand 
I will conquer the land 
I will decimate and decapitate 
Those who question the sword in my hand

I hold the final truth of all eternity 
Happens to include my own superiority 
Mischief of the past has come to seal your destiny 
Kneel before me now or I will have your head for heresy