DESCRIPTION:
Just a great song by Septic Flesh, taken from the "A Fallen Temple" album.
I do not own any rights.

Lyrics :

Black leather gloves
on soft thin hands.
Red Celtic knives,
sharp as your touch.

HUNTING EAGLE PROUDLY LAND
ON THIS ISLAND THAT'S MY HEART.

Twin Mirrors blue.
Cold lakes consealing Fire.
Red coral hair.
A dazzling ruby dome

HUNTING EAGLE PROUDLY LAND
ON THIS ISLAND THAT'S MY HEART.
ELEGANCE COMBINED WITH GRACE
DRESSED YOUR MARBLE SMILING FACE