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letra de act iii. pallida morte futura - crusado orchestra

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the crucial battle finally meets its end
the breeze was soft though none was rejoiced
the birds shall sing but none could applaud
whipping the steed, to my woman’s call
the returning knight, hummed a weary folk

satin – of the silence
covered on my empti-ness
dried bloodiness
painted on the broken spears

foul breath flew in the air
wings of ravens covered the sun
brothers’ flesh and bones
piled up the remnant’s road

i could hear their whisper
moaning by my side
may their spirits rest in
the pray

my hands, thy will
forged, by steel

given birth in bl–dy swaddle, i opened my eyes
bursting chants with joy, tears for holy choir, they praised your name
since it was my innocent, infant age
the preaching’s convinced me, walking the whole life through, your divine guide

far beyond the truth, blessed scarlet faith, crushed like a worm, betrayed alone
invitation cards, from the netherworld, held in pale hands, betrayed alone

the sparkle of the memory
rushed back like an arrow
glory and death, heaven or h-ll
crumbled to a hole

my hands, thy will
forged, by steel

trained as your seasoned champion, we guarded, your highness
followed the holy path, put on the th-rned trial, we stood on by your flag
linked with my bloodlines, we’re marching, to the east
we’re storming the forts in light, cleansing the pagan’s des-crated, minds

am i leaving in this day
is it destinated to be exiled from my homeland
the doubt, circled, in front of the terror, is not my will
pallida, morte, futura by ends, is not my will

all the martyr, headed in line
could be just a fraud
hands of the death, dark robe of night
could be just a fraud

pallida, morte, futura

the sparkle of the will of life
rushed up like an arrow
glory and death, heaven or h-ll
crumbled to a hole

my hands, thy will
forged, by steel

went through all the glorious days, by spilling my soul
at the gate of ajudicate, i woke up by ending of devoted life
thy divine omen, yet never see my next life
how could you tell the time, through all the way of my path, dark or light

satin – of the silence
covered on my empti-ness
dried bloodiness
painted on the broken chessboard

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