Song | In a Pale Moon's Shadow |
Artist | Haggard |
Album | Awaking The Gods - Live In Mexico |
Hostem repellas aeternus | |
Pacemque dones et protinus | |
Ductore sic de praevio | |
Vitemus omne noxium | |
Hostem repellas aeternus | |
Pacemque dones et protinus | |
Ductore sic de praevio | |
Vitemus omne noxium | |
A sream deep in the night | |
As the firstborn awakes with the sign | |
A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define? | |
"Do not fear, my son! Awake the dragon inside | |
For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye | |
Through a dark time, when mankind is bleeding within | |
Oh little dreamer..." | |
Hostem repellas aeternus | |
Pacemque dones et protinus | |
Ductore sic de praevio | |
Vitemus omne noxium | |
Analyzing the midnight sky | |
And in the early morninglight | |
He just feels the warming heart | |
Beating in his head | |
To declare the reason why | |
Should I survive this sadness | |
"God reality back in my mind" - beating in his head | |
It's a very dark night | |
Nobody outside | |
Silence wraps up the land as suddenly: | |
Hoof beats destroy all sleep | |
And a wooden coach loaded with innocent ones | |
Accused and sentenced, their end has begun | |
And their eyes can't cover their fear... can't cover their fear | |
And he thinks he must be dreaming | |
Lifts up his head, sees the sky is gleaming | |
Heaven burns as red as blood | |
And all they have caught, they won't return | |
The sky reflects, from superstition they burn | |
When will they ever learn... They never return! | |
Ein drohendes Pochen in tiefschwarzer Nacht | |
In Tr'umen geseh'n und nun wahrgemacht | |
Die Diener der Kirche sind hier, sie zu holen | |
"Brennen sollst du mein Kind! - Der Herr hat's befohlen!" | |
Do not fear my son! Awake the dragon inside | |
For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye | |
Als am Pfahl sie brennt, nun schwarz ist ihr rotes Haar | |
Niemand mehr zweifelt, daß des Teufel's Weib sie war | |
Geschlagen, getreten, bespuckt und belacht | |
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht | |
A scream deep in the night | |
As the firstborn awakes with the sign | |
A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define? | |
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht | |
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht | |
Ein Ende gemacht | |
Und wieder pocht es in tiefschwarzer Nacht... |
Hostem repellas aeternus | |
Pacemque dones et protinus | |
Ductore sic de praevio | |
Vitemus omne noxium | |
Hostem repellas aeternus | |
Pacemque dones et protinus | |
Ductore sic de praevio | |
Vitemus omne noxium | |
A sream deep in the night | |
As the firstborn awakes with the sign | |
A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define? | |
" Do not fear, my son! Awake the dragon inside | |
For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye | |
Through a dark time, when mankind is bleeding within | |
Oh little dreamer..." | |
Hostem repellas aeternus | |
Pacemque dones et protinus | |
Ductore sic de praevio | |
Vitemus omne noxium | |
Analyzing the midnight sky | |
And in the early morninglight | |
He just feels the warming heart | |
Beating in his head | |
To declare the reason why | |
Should I survive this sadness | |
" God reality back in my mind" beating in his head | |
It' s a very dark night | |
Nobody outside | |
Silence wraps up the land as suddenly: | |
Hoof beats destroy all sleep | |
And a wooden coach loaded with innocent ones | |
Accused and sentenced, their end has begun | |
And their eyes can' t cover their fear... can' t cover their fear | |
And he thinks he must be dreaming | |
Lifts up his head, sees the sky is gleaming | |
Heaven burns as red as blood | |
And all they have caught, they won' t return | |
The sky reflects, from superstition they burn | |
When will they ever learn... They never return! | |
Ein drohendes Pochen in tiefschwarzer Nacht | |
In Tr' umen geseh' n und nun wahrgemacht | |
Die Diener der Kirche sind hier, sie zu holen | |
" Brennen sollst du mein Kind! Der Herr hat' s befohlen!" | |
Do not fear my son! Awake the dragon inside | |
For he may guide you, being the worlds hidden eye | |
Als am Pfahl sie brennt, nun schwarz ist ihr rotes Haar | |
Niemand mehr zweifelt, da des Teufel' s Weib sie war | |
Geschlagen, getreten, bespuckt und belacht | |
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht | |
A scream deep in the night | |
As the firstborn awakes with the sign | |
A little dreamer... but are dreams always to define? | |
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht | |
Die Flammen dem Leiden ein Ende gemacht | |
Ein Ende gemacht | |
Und wieder pocht es in tiefschwarzer Nacht... |