Skip to
YouTube video

Loading player…

Related Tags

Through the battle he moves like a ghost silently onward without word or boast Parrying blows with a flick of his wrist he see his target emerge from the mist Cutting through men with incredible speed a detachment of demons follow his lead black robes flowing - blades swinging as they run carving a path - marked in crimson leaving his minions behind to die With a great leap he sails through the sky Towards the Wizard with the sapphire hair Their… read more

Similar Tracks

Similar Artists

Shoutbox

Log in to Last.fm or sign up to leave a shout.

API Calls