lyrics
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE
(Stalowsky, Leščanec)
The tramp of hooves is near,
a sound of death and pain.
On a cloud of dust they ride,
like a raging hurricane.
Take your sword, live or die,
barbarian horde, battle cry.
Say a prayer in despair,
there’s a slayer from a nightmare,
on a silver horse he rides.
A thousand warriors by his side,
committing bloody homicide.
Somewhere,
someday they will be staring into the Sun,
far away from home.
A land of the free, it ceased to be,
enslaved under the Hun. West they roam.
Run for your life!
Run for your life!...
Flames are reaching higher, a village set on fire.
Living peacefully now a dead man’s desire.
Take your bride, flee or die.
The hillside, a place to hide.
Running fast, running deep,
through the forest, the route is steep.
There’s no time to fall asleep.
Over mountains, over seas,
lost in distant memories.
Somewhere, someday they will be staring into the Sun,
far away from home.
A land of the free, it ceased to be,
enslaved under the Hun. West they roam.
Run for your life!
Run for your life!...
Somewhere, someday they will be staring into the Sun,
far away from home.
A land of the free, it ceased to be,
enslaved under the Hun. West they roam.
Run for your life!
Run for your life!...
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from
Digital God,
released November 9, 2018
Stalowsky, Leščanec
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