Züül - Warriors

High above the street
I am on my perch
Guarding night
From all that can emerge
I know that they're out there
And when they'll strike
When the moon is high
They will search
All through the night

Knowing I must give the blow
Dealing death is what I know
Fear my hand
You'll feel the strike

I feel them rising
I'm on my guard
Dropping to the ground
Fire light the sky
Guns are blazing
Death tallies toll
Lichens burning
As I take control

Diving deep into the night
Making pure what is right
Blood is burning deep and cold
Only pleasure that I know

Warriors
Taking on the night
Warrior
In the death fire light
Warriors
Take no prisoners live
Warriors
It's your time

What I'm feeling
This burning glow
I can't believe
I'm all alone
I look to the sky
As I close my eyes

Warriors
Taking on the night
Warrior
In the death fire light
Warriors
Take no prisoners live
Warriors
It's your time to die

Diving deep into the night
Making pure what is right
Blood is burning deep and cold
Only pleasure that I know