Paroles de Legacy Of Tudors
Pastime with good companyI love and shall unitl I die
Grudge who lust, but none deny,
So God me please, thus live will I
For my pastance, hunt, sing and dance,
My heart is set!
All good sport, for my comfort,
Who shall me let? - Henry VIII
In a world of constant cruelty
Art and pleasure comfort all my senses
Game of thrones leading humanity
To lose the meaning of its existence
Love thyself last: love those hearts that hate thee
Corruption does not win more than honesty
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
We drink in the name of glory
But times are hard and men fall dead
If they betray off comes their head
Rejoice from bitter taste of crime
Legacy Of Tudors
Learn to know and to decieve minds of foes
A man of true heart shall never fear woes
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
We drink in the name of glory
But times are hard and men fall dead
If they betray off comes their head
Rejoice from bitter taste of crime
Legacy Of Tudors
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
We drink in the name of glory
But times are hard and men fall dead
If they betray off comes their head
Rejoice from bitter taste of crime
Legacy Of Tudors
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
Legacy Of Tudors
Who shall me let? - Henry VIII
In a world of constant cruelty
Art and pleasure comfort all my senses
Game of thrones leading humanity
To lose the meaning of its existence
Love thyself last: love those hearts that hate thee
Corruption does not win more than honesty
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
We drink in the name of glory
But times are hard and men fall dead
If they betray off comes their head
Rejoice from bitter taste of crime
Legacy Of Tudors
Learn to know and to decieve minds of foes
A man of true heart shall never fear woes
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
We drink in the name of glory
But times are hard and men fall dead
If they betray off comes their head
Rejoice from bitter taste of crime
Legacy Of Tudors
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
We drink in the name of glory
But times are hard and men fall dead
If they betray off comes their head
Rejoice from bitter taste of crime
Legacy Of Tudors
When music plays its melody
Dancing made with majesty
Raise your stein of gloden wine
Legacy Of Tudors
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