Song | Gods Of War Arise |
Artist | Amon Amarth |
Album | With Oden On Our Side |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Amon Amarth | |
Darkness flees the rising sun | |
The village lies ahead | |
It will wake to a new day soon | |
Soon they'll all be dead | |
We came in cover of moonless night | |
Fifty men at arms | |
Now at first morning light | |
The church bell sounds the alarm | |
Sacrifice to Gods of old | |
Bleed them of their lives | |
Fresh blood on our swords | |
Gods of war arise | |
Sacrifice to Gods of old | |
Bleed them of their lives | |
Fresh blood on our swords | |
Gods of war arise | |
Hear the tortured screams | |
Shattering the air | |
They awake from soothing dreams | |
Into their worst nightmare | |
Fire sweeps their homes | |
They feel the dragon's breath | |
Consuming and destructive flames | |
Agonising death | |
Some seek shelter in the church | |
A refuge for those with faith | |
But we know how to smoke them out | |
A pyre will be raised | |
But those who choose to stand and fight | |
Will die with dignity | |
For the unfortunate few who survive | |
Waits a life in slavery | |
The day draws to an end | |
The night comes dark and cold | |
We return to our ships | |
With silver, slaves and gold | |
We gave them agony | |
As they fell and die | |
The Gods have granted victory | |
For our sacrifice |
zuo ci : Amon Amarth | |
Darkness flees the rising sun | |
The village lies ahead | |
It will wake to a new day soon | |
Soon they' ll all be dead | |
We came in cover of moonless night | |
Fifty men at arms | |
Now at first morning light | |
The church bell sounds the alarm | |
Sacrifice to Gods of old | |
Bleed them of their lives | |
Fresh blood on our swords | |
Gods of war arise | |
Sacrifice to Gods of old | |
Bleed them of their lives | |
Fresh blood on our swords | |
Gods of war arise | |
Hear the tortured screams | |
Shattering the air | |
They awake from soothing dreams | |
Into their worst nightmare | |
Fire sweeps their homes | |
They feel the dragon' s breath | |
Consuming and destructive flames | |
Agonising death | |
Some seek shelter in the church | |
A refuge for those with faith | |
But we know how to smoke them out | |
A pyre will be raised | |
But those who choose to stand and fight | |
Will die with dignity | |
For the unfortunate few who survive | |
Waits a life in slavery | |
The day draws to an end | |
The night comes dark and cold | |
We return to our ships | |
With silver, slaves and gold | |
We gave them agony | |
As they fell and die | |
The Gods have granted victory | |
For our sacrifice |
zuò cí : Amon Amarth | |
Darkness flees the rising sun | |
The village lies ahead | |
It will wake to a new day soon | |
Soon they' ll all be dead | |
We came in cover of moonless night | |
Fifty men at arms | |
Now at first morning light | |
The church bell sounds the alarm | |
Sacrifice to Gods of old | |
Bleed them of their lives | |
Fresh blood on our swords | |
Gods of war arise | |
Sacrifice to Gods of old | |
Bleed them of their lives | |
Fresh blood on our swords | |
Gods of war arise | |
Hear the tortured screams | |
Shattering the air | |
They awake from soothing dreams | |
Into their worst nightmare | |
Fire sweeps their homes | |
They feel the dragon' s breath | |
Consuming and destructive flames | |
Agonising death | |
Some seek shelter in the church | |
A refuge for those with faith | |
But we know how to smoke them out | |
A pyre will be raised | |
But those who choose to stand and fight | |
Will die with dignity | |
For the unfortunate few who survive | |
Waits a life in slavery | |
The day draws to an end | |
The night comes dark and cold | |
We return to our ships | |
With silver, slaves and gold | |
We gave them agony | |
As they fell and die | |
The Gods have granted victory | |
For our sacrifice |