Sound Of Deatiny

The is no unbreakable spirit on,
Cause his heart is made of stone
There is no untouchable warrior soul,
Cause his spirit seeks for freedom

As I told you once before there's no way to scape hiss call. Once
So he send as to this field, wait for the end the darkness end.

Unchained my soul, and wait for his call
Them raise your sword, and scream with hate