Paroles de Darkheart Crusader
"Crushed Allah's shield at Tarsus, Nicea and Antioch"Low price for our souls...
"Storming through the odors of Syria, wolves among
The Turkish flock"
Burn them out of their holes...
Lost like a child in the blackest night
I fight the night and it's ghosts...
I fight the night and it's ghosts...
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