MORATORY — The Old Tower

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Impudent, daring fellows
Are rushing to the death
With steady frame of mind
They speed up their pace
Their roar is loud and drunken
And speech is mostly harsh
Lock up your sons and daughters
Before they come to crush

Storm over your head, burning sky
Against the fate, horrible cry
This rotten order must collapse
Past will be turned into dust

Burn the old tower
IN FLAMES OF
TRUTH is your POWER
To break the chains

Pierce the hearts of enemies
Fill your spirit with their fears
Evil sinners will lead this night
Pillage, violence, lawless right

Burn the old tower
IN FLAMES OF
TRUTH is your POWER
To break the chains

Burn the old tower
IN FLAMES OF
TRUTH is your POWER
To break the chains
To spread the word
Of your revenge
To their forts