Sleepy Hollow

[Letva]

As I march through this grassland,

Somewhere distant, desolated, but yet nice,

I wonder , why there must be war?

Why can’t our kings just think twice?

 

And, now, I see, the armies on this field.

I am grasping my sword, holding my shield,

As the legion of brave, and the horde of the wrath,

Collide in a hope to end each others breath .

 

Under this azure sky of hate .

 

And I continue to stab,

Again, again and again,

Through this mess of bloody steel,

Hate is the only thing I can now feel.

 

Under this azure sky of hate .

 

A spear into my enemies hearth,

A sword though their chest,

To cut off their limbs,

So they can… rest.

 

Under this azure sky of hate .

 

And as blood spills on the ground,

Somewhere in the depth of my mind,

I can actually find, grief for dead,

Sadness in this wretched life .

 

This once emerald fields ,

Are now crimson of blood .

The wounded scream, Dead speak no more.

There is nothing left to live or die for.

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Pesma je njesra, znam, al lupo sam... Ono Opet, mislim, sto da ne postujem?

[Jedite Govna]

Text bi bio prikladan za neku vrstu epskog metala, hm'.

Nije lose, ima djelova da mi se svidjaju...

[STARSHOOTER_SUPREME]

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