Текст песни Voice of Midnight - Былины

Wisdom called idle chatter ,
The less you know in life - the more the hero ,
Love baptized whore , she's gone,
Game War leaders and floss - freedom

Do not be afraid of being killed , afraid afraid ,
Soul b is not rotted that man to stay
The eyes say that the Jarl offense that servant
Do not drop the mask in its trail sorrow

How to remember the rustle of grass War past suffering,
Bear with me you gotta tradition of their fathers ,
And where would bring glory did not come ,
So say epic . These people are!