Thieves of Glory - Irina Marvina

Never thought I could kill a man Raging for respect, new king noble-hearted Still there's more I am longing for Eastern world at war, conquest invasion So shall it be Prepare for fight at break of dawn I seek for blood Power of an union Fade away Close teary eyes End of my life So we rise and fall The empire's vast It will not last, the great age of glory No remorse and no sympathy For the Persian crowd The kingdom will fall Babylon, it will rise today Now the eye of the world Dark times are close The edge of time Approaching without mercy on a humble man I'm falling into sleep Fade away Close teary eyes End of my life So we rise and fall The empire's vast It will not last, the great age So desperate to live, so desperate to live Your soul full of crimes, your soul full of crimes There's no way to believe, there's no way to believe What you came to take, I will not cry Hands of the gods, they will take care of you and your men Relief in the east, a new king reborn A new world has come My heart is at stake, for what is torn apart Fade away Close teary eyes End of my life So we rise and fall The empire's vast It will not last, the great age of glory Fade away Close teary eyes End of my life So we rise and fall The empire's vast It will not last, the great age of glory

Your words Became the worst I blame myself for this Because I said it first God damned the kids By putting you on earth Because you are love Or so I thought at first Used to spend the holidays Drinking wine and alize All these memories Will soon come to haunt me Between you and I Love was the only thing that faded Your excuse was that it wasn't the time And place Then two weeks later you're boo'd up Singing Ella Mai You took everything Took my heart and then you ran Told me you were in search of something missing Now I fully understand your dirty intentions (yeah)

I had a prodigal son, Mathew was his name He went to war on a foreign shore Lost his legs, and was never the same He used to lay the bricks, now he lays a'bed Strong arms strong back, they won't come back Brand new boots, unused til he's dead My second son named Mark, he had such clear green eyes From Sunday Mass, to Mustard Gas Coughing fits, until he dies Blood flecks his lips, wracked by choking cough Loses his breath, and waits for death Mark my son, your life is lost Luke, my tallest son, he answered his Captain's call He sailed away, from Galway Bay And lost a race with a cannon ball It took him in the chest, and opened up his life He fell to the deck, his body a wreck His empty bed, and his lonely wife The fate of my son John, the youngest son of mine Just like the rest, he gave his best The King calls war, hour glass runs dry And now I sit alone, and gaze at the lonely shore My heart is bent, my sons are spent Alas my children, the sons of war.