Song | Heathen Tribes |
Artist | Primordial |
Album | All Empires Fall |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : MacUilliam, Nemtheanga ... | |
This is my church | |
It stands so tall and proud | |
It has done for all times | |
It has no walls | |
Yet its vast halls | |
Reach from shore to shore | |
To whatever shore | |
You know as your own | |
We stand as one, we stand alone | |
We are born | |
From the same womb | |
Hewn from the same stone | |
From the frozen Baltic | |
I watched sunrise over Athena | |
Walked the battlefields of Flanders | |
And saw duskfall at Cintra | |
Beneath the Spires of Sofia | |
Fields of crosses at Arnhem | |
Armenius stood tall in Teuteborg | |
Senatus Populusque Romanus | |
To the fjords of Hordaland | |
Shadows of ancient Albion | |
At the shore of a 1000th lake | |
Saint Vitus dance in Praha | |
Yet when to Ireland we Return | |
I know that I am home at last | |
And every sun that sets | |
Takes me closer to her Earth |
zuo qu : MacUilliam, Nemtheanga ... | |
This is my church | |
It stands so tall and proud | |
It has done for all times | |
It has no walls | |
Yet its vast halls | |
Reach from shore to shore | |
To whatever shore | |
You know as your own | |
We stand as one, we stand alone | |
We are born | |
From the same womb | |
Hewn from the same stone | |
From the frozen Baltic | |
I watched sunrise over Athena | |
Walked the battlefields of Flanders | |
And saw duskfall at Cintra | |
Beneath the Spires of Sofia | |
Fields of crosses at Arnhem | |
Armenius stood tall in Teuteborg | |
Senatus Populusque Romanus | |
To the fjords of Hordaland | |
Shadows of ancient Albion | |
At the shore of a 1000th lake | |
Saint Vitus dance in Praha | |
Yet when to Ireland we Return | |
I know that I am home at last | |
And every sun that sets | |
Takes me closer to her Earth |
zuò qǔ : MacUilliam, Nemtheanga ... | |
This is my church | |
It stands so tall and proud | |
It has done for all times | |
It has no walls | |
Yet its vast halls | |
Reach from shore to shore | |
To whatever shore | |
You know as your own | |
We stand as one, we stand alone | |
We are born | |
From the same womb | |
Hewn from the same stone | |
From the frozen Baltic | |
I watched sunrise over Athena | |
Walked the battlefields of Flanders | |
And saw duskfall at Cintra | |
Beneath the Spires of Sofia | |
Fields of crosses at Arnhem | |
Armenius stood tall in Teuteborg | |
Senatus Populusque Romanus | |
To the fjords of Hordaland | |
Shadows of ancient Albion | |
At the shore of a 1000th lake | |
Saint Vitus dance in Praha | |
Yet when to Ireland we Return | |
I know that I am home at last | |
And every sun that sets | |
Takes me closer to her Earth |