Song | Circle of the Tyrants |
Artist | Obituary |
Album | The Complete Roadrunner Collection 1989-2005 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Thomas Gabriel/Thomas Gabriel (Tom Warrior) | |
作曲 : Thomas Gabriel | |
After the battle is over | |
And the sand's drunken the blood | |
All what there remains | |
Is the bitterness of delusion | |
The immortality of the Gods | |
Sits at their side | |
As they leave the walls behind | |
To reach the jewels gleam | |
The days have come | |
When the steel will rule | |
And upon his head | |
A crown of gold | |
Your hand wields the might | |
The tyrant's the precursor | |
You carry the will | |
As the morning is near | |
I sing the ballads | |
Of victory and defeat | |
I hear the tales | |
Of frozen mystery | |
The new kingdoms rise by the circle of the tyrants | |
In the land of darkness the warrior, that was me | |
Grotesque glory none will (ever) see them fall | |
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows | |
Where the winds cannot reach the tyrant's might was born | |
And often I look back with tears in my eyes | |
Grotesque glory none will (ever) see them fall | |
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows |
zuo ci : Thomas Gabriel Thomas Gabriel Tom Warrior | |
zuo qu : Thomas Gabriel | |
After the battle is over | |
And the sand' s drunken the blood | |
All what there remains | |
Is the bitterness of delusion | |
The immortality of the Gods | |
Sits at their side | |
As they leave the walls behind | |
To reach the jewels gleam | |
The days have come | |
When the steel will rule | |
And upon his head | |
A crown of gold | |
Your hand wields the might | |
The tyrant' s the precursor | |
You carry the will | |
As the morning is near | |
I sing the ballads | |
Of victory and defeat | |
I hear the tales | |
Of frozen mystery | |
The new kingdoms rise by the circle of the tyrants | |
In the land of darkness the warrior, that was me | |
Grotesque glory none will ever see them fall | |
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows | |
Where the winds cannot reach the tyrant' s might was born | |
And often I look back with tears in my eyes | |
Grotesque glory none will ever see them fall | |
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows |
zuò cí : Thomas Gabriel Thomas Gabriel Tom Warrior | |
zuò qǔ : Thomas Gabriel | |
After the battle is over | |
And the sand' s drunken the blood | |
All what there remains | |
Is the bitterness of delusion | |
The immortality of the Gods | |
Sits at their side | |
As they leave the walls behind | |
To reach the jewels gleam | |
The days have come | |
When the steel will rule | |
And upon his head | |
A crown of gold | |
Your hand wields the might | |
The tyrant' s the precursor | |
You carry the will | |
As the morning is near | |
I sing the ballads | |
Of victory and defeat | |
I hear the tales | |
Of frozen mystery | |
The new kingdoms rise by the circle of the tyrants | |
In the land of darkness the warrior, that was me | |
Grotesque glory none will ever see them fall | |
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows | |
Where the winds cannot reach the tyrant' s might was born | |
And often I look back with tears in my eyes | |
Grotesque glory none will ever see them fall | |
And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows |