He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not – Days Of Yore

Hold up your swords, as we prepare for the fight
Our valorous deeds shall mark this day
We shall crush our foes in a virile fray

Assail, destroy, I want to see them bleed
I want them to cringe and beg mercy
Let us butcher those two-faced people
I want here nothing but a pile of rubble

And I tasted this pleasing dream
Oblivious that I could be my worst enemy
Yet soon these tales would be my loss
He who romances the lie shall deny it not

My domination knows no bounds
And on my pedestal I stand proud
My deeds repulse the limits of sanity
And back home, I drink the cup of victory

repeat chorus


Lyric He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not – Days Of Yore