pride Tomorrow is a fine day to die Now the morning advance from far east Now the sun breaks through dust clouds and haze Now a forest of spears appears
with pride Tomorrow is a fine day to die Now the morning advance from far east Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze Now a forest of spears
Translation: Bathory. A Fine Day To Die.
Tomorrow is a fine day to die Now the morning advance from far east Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze Now a forest of spears appears on
loud with pride Tomorrow is a fine day to die Now the morning advance from far east Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze a forest of spears
