The warrior went back to Rome. The nomads settled for solid homes. The crusader returned to heathen. The snake searched for garden of Eden. The manikin went back in her cocoon.
He comes at night when the moon is worshipped. A living evil on golden wings. He comes to take me to the abandoned land. The land where darkness is ablazed.
By a pool. Of amber water. A sticky smell. Of carrion kind. Integrates with nature slowly. Green fields I offer you. Snowy mountains in present air. The sunflower tongue.
te busque desesperadamente. en la disco no queda lugar. concentrando todas las miradas. cuantas plumas que van a volar. . tomalo, tomalo, tomalo, tomalo.
Music : Hagel, Sorychta. Lyrics : Edlund. Within the heart of every Man. This symbol is its deep. A truly all descending power. But unfortunaly still asleep.
Not far from where I live. They glance in morning breeze. As dividing tiny rays. A morning tries to seize. Greet me my proud little soldiers. Of brown, purple and grey.
Intro:. Gotta be with my man. . Verse 1:. Yes I love him, more than he'll ever know. Yes I need him, more than I'll ever show. I'm not gon' let just anybody get in my head.
She struts up to me. She whispers my name as if I know her. But I never knew her. . She asks me the time. A quarter to one, we go for a drive. I just don't know her.
Blinded lies, I've compromised. The thousand things I know. Forever taste my mistakes. Furthering myself to grow. . Shadow of doubt can't live without.
As we're driving through the evergreens. The darkest hours hold the brightest dreams. With the touch of your hand as we glide in the rain. Is this the closest you've come?.
Slutligen foll jag pa kampavallen. men sorgen varar ej hos en krigare fallen. Som foda at korparna jag foll. men svardet mitt i handen jag holl. . Valkyriors vackra skepnader jag sag.
To be blessed by an ocean. Takes it's pain and sacrifice. To reach where I am destined. Takes an old man's life. . With blood I soak my idols. With Pride I set my sails.
Yesterday never died - it just went into hiding. It lies slumbering at the bottom of a deep, dark lake. Hidden in the woods of my time. . There was no path to follow, but I found my way.
I live in the moutain hall deep under the earth. Where Odyn's eye never has seen. I hate the white aesir and the sons of earth. Those who bow to gods, thoe whom I despise.
Distrust rules in Asgards heart. Farbautes son is spinning his web. With laughter, lies and malicous acts. Infecting our divine paradise. . But we can not kill you, we are bound as we cry.
Distrust rules in Asgards heart. Farbautes son is spinning his web. With laughter, lies and malicous acts. Infecting our divine paradise. . But we can not kill you, we are bound as we cry.
Welcome to plunge into this storm. Where warlords ride, and kill with pride. The smell of rage, this ancient hate. That has been in wait. Before the torture took my soul.