Eaten by the victors
Reduced to a pile of bones
A source for those who conquer
To draw strength from your soul
As the spear ended your life
You became the fountain
The well of power and nourishment
For the warrior that took your life
By knife, by sword, by bullet
Throughout history
The fallen is devoured
By those of victory
The flesh and the power that it holds
Suck the marrow from the bone
The flesh and the power that it holds
Gain straight from the fallen soul
Eaten by the victors
Reduced to a pile of bones
A source for those who conquer
To draw strength from your soul
By knife, by sword, by bullet
Throughout history
The fallen is devoured
By those of victory
The flesh and the power that it holds
Текст песни Paganizer The Flesh
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