Just a great song by Septic Flesh, taken from the "A Fallen Temple" album. I do not own any rights. Lyrics : Black leather gloves on soft thin hands. Red Celtic knives, sharp as your touch. HUNTING EAGLE PROUDLY LAND ON THIS ISLAND THAT'S MY HEART. Twin Mirrors blue. Cold lakes consealing Fire. Red coral hair. A dazzling ruby dome HUNTING EAGLE PROUDLY LAND ON THIS ISLAND THAT'S MY HEART. ELEGANCE COMBINED WITH GRACE DRESSED YOUR MARBLE SMILING FACE