Lyrics Zeal & Ardor – Fire Of Motion
Text:
Streaks of blood are turning somber
I turn like the end of summer
And when we’ll face to the east
To bring the best to the beast
I’ll be the best of the bastion
I’ll be the best that they control
I’ll be the best of the bastion
Face to the east
Streaks of blood are turning somber
I turn like the end of summer
And when we’ll face to the east
To bring the best to the beast
I’ll be the best of the bastion
I’ll be the best that they control
I’ll be the best of the bastion
Face to the east