Apoptosis

The Path To Dorang
My horse moved on through the mountain Riding proudly the path to Dorang This is your fate this is your destiny Draining your weaknesses for nature's legacy Feel the pain We are meant to wash this world To defeat Human being From this land a warrior will rise With no links no mercy but one promise Bringing chaos, war and starvation You will be struck by our forces The rise of our servant is near Your nightmares made flesh Fed by your sins looking for blood he'll be there Next to you Now here we are Fear the wrath of gods Glorious fighters Worthy warriors Prepared for the twilight of gods Were the dead men lives and the wounded heal Fear the wrath of gods From Letras Mania