You stare at the wall. The shadow's gone. The image seems so hollow. . Identity lost. Before you're gone. I heard you falling. . You're pathetic alone.
However one day. Black shadows darkened the light. Destruction of harmony. The horsemen began the sentenced. In the name of god. A battle against godless tribe.
... thy dying light. Howling screams I hear. Through forest dusk , the autumn shade. Different shades of dark. With hate embracing melancholy. Thy kingdom of the throne.
Turned to the hours of deepest despair. Ancient mystic world surrounds my mind. Hear the sweetest symphonies, betrayed by own dreams. Temptation of the beauty, I have tasted her tears.
It is written, manifest. That all men are brothers, prophecy. We come like blood brothers, word is bond. 'Cause blood is thicker than water, ain't alike.
[Intro: Frukwan]. Check it out... check it out... Yo.. yo... yo. . [Chorus x2: Frukwan]. Little Johnny Walker Red, 2 to the head. Big shot, slingin' crack and rocks, found dead.
Bang your head, bang your head. Bang your head, bang your head. . You are not the same that I was when I was younger. I'm old with the Clan from my land, down under.
I was a child. when they took me away from my family. I remember long and frosty winter. and people looking hopelessly for food. from this ancient time.
The frost tries to reach us,. with its cruel cold hands. the cold witheness hurts our eyes. and we still march with wind in the face.. We follow the trace of blood in the snow.
Armed armies march towards the battle. The warriors of Wotan, not knowing good grace,. Pain nor mercy for enemies. The enemies of Wotan are their enemies as well.
In the glare of furious lightnings spell of the damned runic words,. Altar of uncoagulated blood altar surrounding the women wolves..
Pain and death spreaad everywhere. Fouul desease hangs in the air. Corpses rot live to die. Fate selects with closed eyes. Black Death rules the country and rageess through the land.
I love my cat, she's a wonderful one. But she drives me mad. I poked out her eye and then her eye. And now she's dead. . And in the night the house burnt down.
The wind lashed in our faces. The English found our traces. On moss-covered land. Scotland we defend. At Stirling bridge we try to last. But we fail to stand fast.
In the dark of the night. Behind the walls. They say that we worship an idol. Behind the walls. . A devil in disguise. An unholy cat. But it's a secret.
You've got the feeling, turn on. the lights. YOu feel the power rising,. lightning strikes the sky. Siw million people wanna see the. band. The hit the stage tonight,.
Bloody legs and bloody hands. Bloody necks and bloody heads. A smell of sulphur lays over me. A smell of mould also too. . What I see, I know it's true.
There are times in life when you want it so bad. That you hold too tight and you kill it so dead. It's been done before, it will be done again. Like the tides at shore, like the fire and the wind.
Outside the sun come beating down. we're going back to the town. in letters and memories. and then a pleasant town. The pain when you still lived there.