Song | The Song Of The Tomb |
Artist | Primordial |
Album | The Gathering Wilderness |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : MacUilliam, Nemtheange ... | |
From the north to the south | |
From the east to the west | |
All that waits for me is the grave | |
I have been where my brothers lay fallen | |
And my kind are as slaves | |
Bloodied yet unbowed | |
I sing a song of the tomb | |
Of the cold and heathen earth | |
Of the Gods that await me | |
I raise a glass in your name | |
For when the sun rise again | |
To our deaths like condemned men | |
This is the twilight of the ages | |
And no man shall stand | |
I sing a song of the tomb | |
Of the cold and heathen earth | |
With virgin voice to poisoned womb | |
I call to the shadowed kind | |
To men of myth, etched in stone | |
Whose songs are heard no more | |
The women of the barren lands | |
This is your time |
zuo qu : MacUilliam, Nemtheange ... | |
From the north to the south | |
From the east to the west | |
All that waits for me is the grave | |
I have been where my brothers lay fallen | |
And my kind are as slaves | |
Bloodied yet unbowed | |
I sing a song of the tomb | |
Of the cold and heathen earth | |
Of the Gods that await me | |
I raise a glass in your name | |
For when the sun rise again | |
To our deaths like condemned men | |
This is the twilight of the ages | |
And no man shall stand | |
I sing a song of the tomb | |
Of the cold and heathen earth | |
With virgin voice to poisoned womb | |
I call to the shadowed kind | |
To men of myth, etched in stone | |
Whose songs are heard no more | |
The women of the barren lands | |
This is your time |
zuò qǔ : MacUilliam, Nemtheange ... | |
From the north to the south | |
From the east to the west | |
All that waits for me is the grave | |
I have been where my brothers lay fallen | |
And my kind are as slaves | |
Bloodied yet unbowed | |
I sing a song of the tomb | |
Of the cold and heathen earth | |
Of the Gods that await me | |
I raise a glass in your name | |
For when the sun rise again | |
To our deaths like condemned men | |
This is the twilight of the ages | |
And no man shall stand | |
I sing a song of the tomb | |
Of the cold and heathen earth | |
With virgin voice to poisoned womb | |
I call to the shadowed kind | |
To men of myth, etched in stone | |
Whose songs are heard no more | |
The women of the barren lands | |
This is your time |