Bathory - War
Tekst :
The bells of war doth chime tonightand the heavens shake with fear
The earth commot the sky is in flames
the battle is ever near
(Troops of Hell tonight they storm
The walls they so despise
Heaven s gates are closing in
The night is filled with cries)
WAR, WAR, WAR
A crack of thunder, a smell of death
the wind of mayhem blows
Heaven in its final breath
and God lose all control
Prayers for mercy cries for help
won t stop the blasphemy
Our troops emerge the sacred throne
and the victory is complete
WAR, WAR, WAR
(WAR, WAR, WAR)
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Let it whip
Wanna see you whip it
Should ve treated you right
Give me just a minute
Of your time tonight
We both are here to have the fun
So let it whip
We ll get into groovin
Love your body language...
Should ve treated you right
Give me just a minute
Of your time tonight
We both are here to have the fun
So let it whip
We ll get into groovin
Love your body language...
Leaf upon the wind
I never thought that I would see
Someone as beautiful to me
And when you leave I m lost again
Just like a leaf upon the wind
I never thought I d feel like this
I long for your touch, your giving kiss
My hearts a crying violin
I m like a leaf upon the wind
Chorus:
My world...
Someone as beautiful to me
And when you leave I m lost again
Just like a leaf upon the wind
I never thought I d feel like this
I long for your touch, your giving kiss
My hearts a crying violin
I m like a leaf upon the wind
Chorus:
My world...
Not this time
Started seeing trouble in your eyes
Followed you around just a little while
Didn t want to believe you could do me wrong
Did her lips taste as sweet as mine
Did she fall for all your fancy lines
You run around me with another
Think that you...
Followed you around just a little while
Didn t want to believe you could do me wrong
Did her lips taste as sweet as mine
Did she fall for all your fancy lines
You run around me with another
Think that you...
Waylaway
Y fele yer hert me to-teneth
It doeth me rye
Waylaway, waylaway, waylaway
But it ne shall him underfunde
Thus to be shent
Waylaway, waylaway, waylaway
It in wode by fleme
Evere, evere, evere
...
It doeth me rye
Waylaway, waylaway, waylaway
But it ne shall him underfunde
Thus to be shent
Waylaway, waylaway, waylaway
It in wode by fleme
Evere, evere, evere
...
Spellcraft & moonfire
Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon...
Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft,
Beneath a horned and waning moon
Enchantress, heather-bride a dreaming,
The beckoning gloom enthralls me,
The lord of wolves haunts the forest,
In brooding winter s icy rapture,
Hoarfrost glimmers neath the moon,
Sorcery opens fiend-haunted pathways before me.
Black stone summoning...
Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft,
Beneath a horned and waning moon
Enchantress, heather-bride a dreaming,
The beckoning gloom enthralls me,
The lord of wolves haunts the forest,
In brooding winter s icy rapture,
Hoarfrost glimmers neath the moon,
Sorcery opens fiend-haunted pathways before me.
Black stone summoning...