Текст: Rotting Christ. Sleep Of The Angels. Victoriatus.

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LIKE THE OCEAN THAT ROARS
EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE
ECHOES IN MY EARS
BUT CAN NEVER BE UNDONE

THE BATTLE HAS OFFERED
THE PASSION AND THE HEAT
I CAN NOT BE DENIED
TRIUMPH OR ADMIT DEFEAT

I REMEMBER NOW
VIGOROUS I HAD BEEN
REALLY CRUEL BUT SOMEHOW
SO GLORIOUS NO MAN'S EVER SEEN

[CHORUS]
MAY WE BE
THE FIRST TO KNOW
THE FIRST TO SEE
THE GLORY TO BOW
WHAT ELSE COULD IT BE?
THE VICTORY I FORESAW

I HONOR THE PAST
I CARRY THE FUTURE
I'LL MAKE IT LAST
I LIVE UP TO OUR CULTURE

IN MEMORY OF THOSE
WHO'VE CROSSED MY PATH
I KEEP THEM CLOSE
IN TIMES OF DEATH

[CHORUS]

THE BATTLE HAS OFFERED,
THE PASSION AND THE HEAT
I CAN NOT BE DENIED, TRIUMPH OR ADMIT DEFEAT
I REMEMBER NOW VIGOROUS I HAD BEEN
REALLY CRUEL BUT SOMEHOW
SO GLORIOUS NO MAN'S EVER SEEN