In the year of 33, dead man walking on a
All around I hear the crackling of broken ice
Vision is
Here I'm alone
Look through the window
Snow's falling down
Every day we gotta play in the game of life
Fingers turning red, cold freezing my breath
Never looking down only
Blade on blade, they are crossing the swords
Sparkles fly and
[intro]
You'd never ever hear of Olathoe in the land of
The demon awaits; he's laughing at Artan now
A red sword
Standing here, in the dark of my room
Once again,
So many hundreds of years ago a king was killed
M: Beretta/L: Beretta, Cappellari"War!" is the word on all lips
Morella was a friend of mine I never loved her,
Finally the fight begins over the moor And we know
M: Beretta/L: Beretta, CappellariSparkling in the sunArmed of steel and
M: Beretta, Ceretti/L: Beretta[Artan:]Take a look in my soul tonight:
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