In the Land of Pestilence
We have fallen in a faraway place
Floating rocks and red clouds
A visión, a dream, but it's real
Three suns over the horizon
Gold,blood and black
An open sky closed for us
And a long way to run
Here we have fallen
In the land of pestilence
In the land of pestilence
Wandering in this killing fields
We saw their men and their gods
The two suns shine
But only blood can be spilled
Like vermins they lie ahead
Their priests are singing our death
Noe we must run for our lives
This is not a day for the brave.
Floating rocks and red clouds
A visión, a dream, but it's real
Three suns over the horizon
Gold,blood and black
An open sky closed for us
And a long way to run
Here we have fallen
In the land of pestilence
In the land of pestilence
Wandering in this killing fields
We saw their men and their gods
The two suns shine
But only blood can be spilled
Like vermins they lie ahead
Their priests are singing our death
Noe we must run for our lives
This is not a day for the brave.
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Writer(s): Martillo Austral
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