Woorden: Destroyer 666. A Breed Apart.

What we found and what we saw
A black flame on distant shore
So we set sail to the west
Dying sun marks our quest, yeah

Our quest
Our quest, yeah

What we found and what we saw
A black flame on distant shore
So we set sail to the west
Dying sun marks our quest

On our skin we wear the mark
At our helm a burning torch
On our skin we wear the mark
At our helm a burning torch, yeah

Our quest
Our quest, yeah