Letra The Last March Of The Ents de The Fall Of Troy

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The Fall Of Troy


The Last March Of The Ents
The Fall Of Troy
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Raise up to the Isenguard walls
The deeper the cuts, the harder they fall
Taking back our rights, the last will of the night
I swear on all my life, I won't back down this time...

Wear the crown, lost in the hell that we've found, hear that sound?
We shall, fight this together
My soldier, my brother, my friend
Live forever!

The last words she said, "Father please come home!"
But what she doesn't know yet, daddy's good as dead!
From the blood on their hands, dripped the freedom of men
Remember days past. This shall be our last stand!

Wear the crown, lost in the hell that we've found, hear that sound?
We shall, fight this together
My soldier, my brother, my friend
Live forever!

Wait, the victory is in the palm of our hand!
Why can't you see?
This will be the end!


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