Слова:
Sentenced The Trooper

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the dark lands of Pohjola Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor seen for centuries... We were brought

[Originally performed by Iron Maiden] You'll take my life but I'll take yours too You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through So when you're waiting

In the dark... in death Eyes can't see... I cannot feel No voices... no light... no existence A dreamlike void surrounds me silence... emptiness...

A gathering in the cold, in the North, in the dark lands of Pohjola Where the sun had not been crossing the sky nor seen for centuries... We were brought

[Originally performed by Iron Maiden] You'll take my life but I'll take yours too You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through So when you're waiting