Descrição

Um poema sobre tumbas antigas.

Dados do documento

In ancient tombs beneath the burning endless sands
Where neither sunlight reaches nor the pale-faced moon

The whispers of the long deceased traitors dance
Bloodthirsty creatures screeching an unholy tune

Dark are the mysteries surrounded by doomed cries
Uncurtained to the warriors of righteous mind

Who well-prepared with magic, sharpened blade and eyes
Step through the doors and leave their mortal fear behind.