letra de ...our sons shall rule the empire of the sea... - judas iscariot
listen to my song
the son of [?]
patience of the dark
the n0bles, a hand to feed
upon the hungry bore
they tore the poor man’s land
and [?] the land is desolate, our wife and children
arise, pull the tyrant down
and when the [?]
from sleeping in his cave, [?] hills, and the clouds to [?] the man’s [?]
[?] blood
the [?]
the edge of the rock
the cries of sins and [?]
like the traveling horse
and [?] arms they [?]
in the bleak wintery day
in the bleak wintery day
thе [?] sends the clouds
the travеling horse
and [?] arms
follow the wandering
pull the tyrant to the dust
black [?] clouds
the rare shield
his [?]
and his [?] come crash around
each like an awful thunder cloud
his voice says [?]
the land is desolate, rise
gore, the giant [?] itself
from sleeping in his cave
like the [?]
sports and stormy sky
each found it’s host as black as night
when pestilence [?] fly
oh spirit [?] the crowds of [?]
when this is it, the nation’s [?] prepare for war
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