作曲 : Nergal | |
Pure paganism I worship in the woods | |
Forest's mountains never saw by human eye | |
Kingdom of the ancient and horned evil | |
Covered by golden wood and black thorns | |
My armor like a bark of old oak | |
I rape my wounds and blood flows down to the ground | |
Covered by the snow naked crowns of trees | |
Like crying mothers Slavonic worshippers | |
Pagan warriors hide in frozen wood | |
Like black statues born in the heart of winterevil | |
Ride on the thunders and moonstorms | |
Where the land is open for full witching moon | |
Mouth kiss the leaves fallen in the past | |
Fingers touch the frozen land | |
Pagan fears fall down on icy skin | |
Wild eyes filled with darkred blood | |
Are staring into depths of virgin forest | |
Where my grave on unholy land | |
Covered by the snow... | |
Winds carry me through Transylvania | |
Virgin evil hidden in the blackest heart | |
I joined the ceremony of wolves | |
Where unsilent gods sit high on their goathrones | |
Now the majesty is ready for pure holocaust | |
The feast of Babylon whore and her wolf |
zuo qu : Nergal | |
Pure paganism I worship in the woods | |
Forest' s mountains never saw by human eye | |
Kingdom of the ancient and horned evil | |
Covered by golden wood and black thorns | |
My armor like a bark of old oak | |
I rape my wounds and blood flows down to the ground | |
Covered by the snow naked crowns of trees | |
Like crying mothers Slavonic worshippers | |
Pagan warriors hide in frozen wood | |
Like black statues born in the heart of winterevil | |
Ride on the thunders and moonstorms | |
Where the land is open for full witching moon | |
Mouth kiss the leaves fallen in the past | |
Fingers touch the frozen land | |
Pagan fears fall down on icy skin | |
Wild eyes filled with darkred blood | |
Are staring into depths of virgin forest | |
Where my grave on unholy land | |
Covered by the snow... | |
Winds carry me through Transylvania | |
Virgin evil hidden in the blackest heart | |
I joined the ceremony of wolves | |
Where unsilent gods sit high on their goathrones | |
Now the majesty is ready for pure holocaust | |
The feast of Babylon whore and her wolf |
zuò qǔ : Nergal | |
Pure paganism I worship in the woods | |
Forest' s mountains never saw by human eye | |
Kingdom of the ancient and horned evil | |
Covered by golden wood and black thorns | |
My armor like a bark of old oak | |
I rape my wounds and blood flows down to the ground | |
Covered by the snow naked crowns of trees | |
Like crying mothers Slavonic worshippers | |
Pagan warriors hide in frozen wood | |
Like black statues born in the heart of winterevil | |
Ride on the thunders and moonstorms | |
Where the land is open for full witching moon | |
Mouth kiss the leaves fallen in the past | |
Fingers touch the frozen land | |
Pagan fears fall down on icy skin | |
Wild eyes filled with darkred blood | |
Are staring into depths of virgin forest | |
Where my grave on unholy land | |
Covered by the snow... | |
Winds carry me through Transylvania | |
Virgin evil hidden in the blackest heart | |
I joined the ceremony of wolves | |
Where unsilent gods sit high on their goathrones | |
Now the majesty is ready for pure holocaust | |
The feast of Babylon whore and her wolf |