Letras
Marching on bloody green fields
No one stood alive when our flag
Was defiled by bleeding swords
We have carried all the secrets
Kings have trusted us until they reached
Their final destination
Time has gone by
Thousands of years we've survived
All who tried to defend their fields could not stand
'Cause we are the BURNING OF THE FLAGS
Red blood is our trust and our path
Burning of the flags
Honour in our blood or our death's last breath
The flag will bring to ravage
Secrets are not shown
Find the wifeless master
And tell about the gold
We just won't live our lives
If secrets are not told
Find the wifeless master
And tell about the gold
Gold of desire
They sold their souls, they sold our flag
Gold, gold of desire
To have their own, our secrets told
We ride faster than the wind
To reveal to our master
Let him judge us hard amongst his hunting
All who spotted our flag
Were then judged by the master
All who sold the flag have not lived anymore
Something in my heart
Something in my soul
Tells me I won't reach the master's hall
Something in the dark
Chilling up my spine
Fuck, they trapped me on this damned road
Burning of the flags
Red blood is our trust and our path
Burning of the flags
Honour in our blood or our death's last breath