Текст песни Kentawr - Alpha Kentawra Stomp

Do you hear the sound of hooves?
Here we come, the pack of churls
Like a storm, a bloody mess
We crush, destroy and violate

Merciless and arrogant
Unashamed and insolent
Ugly creatures with evil grins
No remorse for our sins

The sons of Ixon, we’re heading down from Pellion
The taste of blood is leading us toward your home
An itch for gain is only thing that makes sense
Kill or be killed that’s the name of our game