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Dmitry MetalLord
Лирика : Cryptic Wintermoon : The Age Of Cataclysm : Born In Fire
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Born In Fire
The Age Of Cataclysm (1999)
Cryptic Wintermoon
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
Once in an age unknown - terrible wars were fought
The ground covered with bodies - fallen in the battles of gods
And the armies of the foul - like they have never been seen
Were slaying without a thought
Creatures of chaos - burning skies - realms of fire - battlecries
Walls of ice - with a deadly glow - crimson blood covered snow
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Hammers of gods - smashing down
Drums of war - roaring sound
Fallen angels - paiful cries
Dying demons - gods of lies
In the night a child was born - of the witches lust
Sacrificed the body - burned and turned to dust
with the heart of a wolf - and the ravens eyes
Roaming through the forest - flying above the sky
[REF:]
(Amd the godslayer was born - born in fire
So the end of the gods is near - they will never survive)
So he flies in the wings of a raven - and sees things that mankind will never see
Mystic, wonderful places - places mankind will never be
Hail the godslayer
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Where are the friends - no friends I can see
Who are the foe - there is no difference to me
Where are the friends - no friend I can see
Who are the foe - there is no difference to me
The ground covered with bodies - fallen in the battles of gods
And the armies of the foul - like they have never been seen
Were slaying without a thought
Creatures of chaos - burning skies - realms of fire - battlecries
Walls of ice - with a deadly glow - crimson blood covered snow
[REF:]
Hammers of gods - smashing down
Drums of war - roaring sound
Fallen angels - paiful cries
Dying demons - gods of lies
In the night a child was born - of the witches lust
Sacrificed the body - burned and turned to dust
with the heart of a wolf - and the ravens eyes
Roaming through the forest - flying above the sky
[REF:]
(Amd the godslayer was born - born in fire
So the end of the gods is near - they will never survive)
So he flies in the wings of a raven - and sees things that mankind will never see
Mystic, wonderful places - places mankind will never be
Hail the godslayer
[REF:]
Where are the friends - no friends I can see
Who are the foe - there is no difference to me
Where are the friends - no friend I can see
Who are the foe - there is no difference to me
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