Letras:
Sacred Warrior He Died

my ancestor died killed by witchcraft and magic. A creature of evil, a thing without soul. he became in this unholy night. I was a son of a warrior

from the attack. He grew old a hundred years, but he died weak in his bed. There was a hero, who fought with steel. All Hail!!! Well, he died young but

until one of them died No room did they have for an error to make For the future of life was the trophy at stake But one of the warriors flouted the

Behold Orion Unas Riseth Unas Hath Taken Possession of the Hearts of the Gods Unas Feedeth on their Entrails He Hath gorged on their Unuttered Sacred Words He

busy Before death left, and fame had his way The town: Brownsville The place: The Ill Follow the trail of resh blood drips you'll end up on my bricks The Marks: Home of the warrior

. The food he recieved would not feed a spider. -The best pieces, Cridinbel would win. Aengus was shoked by the state of his father, "Crindinbel must die", He did say. He

king. The food he recieved would not feed a spider. -The best pieces, Cridinbel would win. Aengus was shoked by the state of his father, "Crindinbel must die", He did say. He

ago my ancestor died killed by witchcraft and magic. A creature of evil, a thing without soul. he became in this unholy night. I was a son of a warrior