Tag: Martiria

We have no place to go, I do know. But you can't chain a crow Not really, no. Say no ...

Please give me the inspiration For just one last great song! They think I'm crazy, well... they aren't wrong. 'cause ...

You, cruel sisters that from ruin pleasure borrow! I bleed tonight, Chartago flames tomorrow! I ran from Tyro. my gold ...

Weather is mild in march and wind blows gently. It comes far from the West, smells of peace and rest. ...

Constantinople saved it's empty walls for six-thousands dirty pounds of gold. (Of gold) Danube to Baltic, Ural to Rome, Saddle's ...

Elephants do not - fear snow More than my men - fear (this) wine, b*****, red, Southern shine. I count ...

We have no names, band of brothers steadily minding at each other. We raise our hearts between the Walls. till ...

I was thinking of very old times, when the Romans first came here, nineteen hundred years ago - the other ...

Painted Greeks and soldiers On the edge of time, Melting in the rain. w****s and philosophers, Lonely ruders, cold Bosphorean ...

Hey, brother, do you remember? When our world t'was just the s***e between us. Scared, hungry and cold I looked ...

Deep down the earth, Full of faith. So proud, so scared rest and wait. While we wake Grows the name ...