Текст песни Keepers of Death - Лорд Солар Махариус

Solar Maharius cruiser - the hero
 Fly through space on a post of combat.
 The entire crew is hungry of new victories
 Nothing will be saved from our torpedoes.

 Sinister Morrow burning thirst for revenge,
 The trap prepared with a good reason.
 For devilish tricks no barriers
 Maharius should go to warp.

 On the wings of fortune to fly in space,
 Where are from different sides of a smiling death.
 But it seemed pernicious away.
 Commands chaos: "The guns, fire!"

 Lowland plan guessed Leoti
 He did not agree on the death or captivity.
 Ready Maharius we go into battle,
 The order sounded: "Torpedoes, fire!"

 Thunder blast,
 Shot gun housing backlog.
 Like vultures demons hovering around,
 Solar clutched in his squalid circle.

 Furies fly into battle from the mines,
 Let your enemy fighters.
 Like a flock of eagles, crows suprotiv
 Bute machine during outbreaks of fire.

 Torpedoes are flying like a formidable battering ram,
 Vile got into a deadly trap.
 The team gives the gunner to shoot.
 Demons howl, anticipating a feast.

 Shoot down missiles, but not all shot down,
 Gunner traitor suggests sight.
 Second one did not have it
 And the death of pierced steel stern.

 The body broken, a hole gapes in the armor.
 Reactor hall awash in flames.
 Inside breaks army of demons.
 Vile death can not be avoided.

 Epic win and happy to Leoti.
 Morrow is now waiting for oblivion and decay.
 Soul enemies let burn in the fire,
 But this is just a battle in the coming war.