Song | The Dragon Tide |
Artist | Tad Morose |
Album | A Mended Rhyme |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Tad Morose, Urban Breed | |
Watching the hills from the tower up north he sang, no he bellowed a song to the glory to the power of | |
Karak Azul | |
His heart now uneasy it would not be stilled | |
A sickening stench an odour of greenskin like so many years before | |
Trollslayers, trollslayers mighty and proud | |
Trollslayers now meet your fate in this battle you die for you surely will die | |
The dragon tide will sweep you away | |
The dragon tide will darken this day | |
Lord, King, see the skies | |
Oh, worse this our doom | |
Accursed be this day | |
It's memory be black | |
Riding the winds dragons fly | |
They drop 'hind our lines | |
They strike from above | |
Clansmen stand proud | |
Stare death in the eye | |
Riding the winds dragons fly |
zuo ci : Tad Morose, Urban Breed | |
Watching the hills from the tower up north he sang, no he bellowed a song to the glory to the power of | |
Karak Azul | |
His heart now uneasy it would not be stilled | |
A sickening stench an odour of greenskin like so many years before | |
Trollslayers, trollslayers mighty and proud | |
Trollslayers now meet your fate in this battle you die for you surely will die | |
The dragon tide will sweep you away | |
The dragon tide will darken this day | |
Lord, King, see the skies | |
Oh, worse this our doom | |
Accursed be this day | |
It' s memory be black | |
Riding the winds dragons fly | |
They drop ' hind our lines | |
They strike from above | |
Clansmen stand proud | |
Stare death in the eye | |
Riding the winds dragons fly |
zuò cí : Tad Morose, Urban Breed | |
Watching the hills from the tower up north he sang, no he bellowed a song to the glory to the power of | |
Karak Azul | |
His heart now uneasy it would not be stilled | |
A sickening stench an odour of greenskin like so many years before | |
Trollslayers, trollslayers mighty and proud | |
Trollslayers now meet your fate in this battle you die for you surely will die | |
The dragon tide will sweep you away | |
The dragon tide will darken this day | |
Lord, King, see the skies | |
Oh, worse this our doom | |
Accursed be this day | |
It' s memory be black | |
Riding the winds dragons fly | |
They drop ' hind our lines | |
They strike from above | |
Clansmen stand proud | |
Stare death in the eye | |
Riding the winds dragons fly |