Stonehelm - Hyborian Tale | Текст песни

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(Mongol General: Hao! Dai ye! We won again! This is good, but what is best in life?
Mongol: The open steppe, fleet horse, falcons at your wrist and the wind in your hair.
Mongol General: Wrong! Conan! What is best in life?
Conan: To crush your enemies, see them driven before you and to hear the lamentation of their women.
Mongol General: That is good! That is good.)

High atop the mountains, overlooking the seas
Stands the hessia warrior, on the skulls of his enemies
Cunning and fierce, he mounts his steed
As he rides on, in serach of his destiny

While stopping to smoke the earth's sweet leaf
The hessian warrior is ambushed by thieves
Crimson eyed and mind of stone, he draws his blade
The thieves are cut down, yea they're laid to graves

As thehessian warrior rides through the gates
He enters the palace, the guards are slain with haste
Approaching the throne room, he unsheathes his sword
The Emperor's beheaded, his kingdom's overthrown, yea
Approaching

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