Your faith is not as the bringer of light. Demons you won't fight. Your might will be shown on the day you claim the throne The rise of the dead The shadows of the weak Will show the path to your killing streak. Cities will shake Your enemies will break Even the tall before you they shall fall. From hell you came But here you won't remain I will defeat you for all time Then your dark soul will be mine. You are the devil A foul soul A shadow on the wall I am a knight A noble men I am here to be the guardien. Written By Srdjan Solkotovic (Shole)
