Kissing the Heathen Amulet Lyrics
| Song | Kissing the Heathen Amulet |
| Artist | Adorned Brood |
| Album | Hiltia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Riding towards the horizon | |
| Upon the monumental rocks, awaiting the end of a dishonourable life, | |
| I perceive my morality fading to a weakly seeming substance, climbing towards my yer unsealed faith, | |
| I arrive (faith arrives) | |
| Staring into the abyss of | |
| Midgard, above, the | |
| Angels of | |
| Asgard and the armour of | |
| Loges child. | |
| I´m losing myself in an odyssey through the bottomless depth of my spiteful soul. | |
| At the end, the will to die. | |
| My nag becomes restive, | |
| I open up my eyes and spread out my arms: "God of gods, take my inglorious soul! here is nothing left, for me..." | |
| God of gods, ... | |
| My hands are longing for the lance and aim at my vulnerable essence. | |
| God of gods, ... | |
| As I lift to strike... | |
| A sudden lightning bannes my glace. |
| Riding towards the horizon | |
| Upon the monumental rocks, awaiting the end of a dishonourable life, | |
| I perceive my morality fading to a weakly seeming substance, climbing towards my yer unsealed faith, | |
| I arrive faith arrives | |
| Staring into the abyss of | |
| Midgard, above, the | |
| Angels of | |
| Asgard and the armour of | |
| Loges child. | |
| I m losing myself in an odyssey through the bottomless depth of my spiteful soul. | |
| At the end, the will to die. | |
| My nag becomes restive, | |
| I open up my eyes and spread out my arms: " God of gods, take my inglorious soul! here is nothing left, for me..." | |
| God of gods, ... | |
| My hands are longing for the lance and aim at my vulnerable essence. | |
| God of gods, ... | |
| As I lift to strike... | |
| A sudden lightning bannes my glace. |
| Riding towards the horizon | |
| Upon the monumental rocks, awaiting the end of a dishonourable life, | |
| I perceive my morality fading to a weakly seeming substance, climbing towards my yer unsealed faith, | |
| I arrive faith arrives | |
| Staring into the abyss of | |
| Midgard, above, the | |
| Angels of | |
| Asgard and the armour of | |
| Loges child. | |
| I m losing myself in an odyssey through the bottomless depth of my spiteful soul. | |
| At the end, the will to die. | |
| My nag becomes restive, | |
| I open up my eyes and spread out my arms: " God of gods, take my inglorious soul! here is nothing left, for me..." | |
| God of gods, ... | |
| My hands are longing for the lance and aim at my vulnerable essence. | |
| God of gods, ... | |
| As I lift to strike... | |
| A sudden lightning bannes my glace. |
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