Marching towards the sun The command thats under no one Master of war and lords The rain falls for 13 days The horses seem to know their number Focus on you alone
All i've got is what you see x3
Pick up the stones that decay On this small ground Pick up the stones that decay
Its my gift to you The purest pain a man can live through Just in an afternoon Admeral greed the sea Born again amongst these trees Rooting on in, into history
All i've got is what you see x3
Pick up the stones that decay On this small ground Pick up the stones that decay
Marching towards the sun The dark command thats under no one Master of war and lords The rain falls for 13 days The horses seem to know their number Focus on you alone
All i've got is what you see x3
Pick up the stones that decay On this small ground Pick up the stones that decay