Testo King Of The Scene

As time grows to be my reaper I leave my mark behind And history will be my keeper but I am still alive And where the ancient kings are buried New kings will rise and stand And so the torch is always carried passed from hand to hand In the night it is all we care for and we all play our part Enslaved is our passion and therefore we hide it in the dark And where the ancient kings are buried New kings will rise and stand And so the torch is always carried passed from hand to hand [2x] And where the ancient kings are buried New kings will rise and stand And so the torch is always carried passed from hand to hand