Текст песни Warhorse - Dooms Bride

Might King Osric
Lord and usurper
Solemn strength of times gone
Great triumphs mean nothing
Noble pillar stands
Stone pride defines time
Ever all knowing time

Following endless serpents of Jade
Weary travellers on the crossroads of life
Driven by hatred braided with hope
Searching for truth past
Appolonia...

Sing to the winds
Where the earth meets the sky
Sing to the winds
Scream to the sky