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Текст песни Centurion (Tales Of Fireball Kids)

Sung on the winds, praised in legend and tale
Uncountless the battles the cities that fell

Our lives warped by combat, no wars left to fight
Exiled...no logner we march in the name of the

Cross o'er our colours - Know we had no choice
Outcasted, now outlaws...we run.

King and Cross, our honour lost. Oh Lord...remember us

Come now the hunters, for we are their prey
Both cause and allegiance, now in the fray

Queued for the gallows, we wait the morn sun,
Unsure of our crimes, stripped of sabre and gun

Boast not your conquests nor write down brave words
But heed the Centurion's plight