paroles de chanson Belt of Fire To Guide Me, Cloak of Night To Hide Me - Thou

Red am I in battle. Red the ravens at my heels.
I will keep no terms with my enemies. Always on
The point of perishing, always in danger--but to
Give an inch, to make any compromise, a single
Concession--is defeat. Burn away these eyes that
Seek weakness. May their quests lead them to the
Wolves-- to fang, to claw, to axe, to sword.--tearing,
Ripping, cleaving, left by the wayside of man.
Red am I in battle. Red the ravens at my heels.