For Life And Liberty 歌词

	作曲 : Weinerhall
	The four hooves echo in the night.
	Pictures of deepest fear reflect in your eyes,
	like a fire in your soul.
	Burst through the forest of the wild.
	The full moon beholds from its starlit sky,
	this journey without goal.
	The hunt twists and turns,
	winding through the dark.
	The flame of intensity burns
	higher and higher and higher.
	The hooves are pounding in the dark,
	splitting the silence of the night.
	Do you smell the cruel desire?
	Your paws are pounding with your heart,
	pounding for life and liberty
	as the steam is rising higher.
	Inside the forest oh so deep,
	the creatures of the night watch intensively
	this hunt that flashes them by.
	Will you escape or will you bleed?
	The hunter's at your tail, he calls for victory
	with hunger in his eyes.
	As the welkin embraces his stars
	to a shimmering nightly play,
	the arch-enemy of man
	is once more prey.

	zuo qu : Weinerhall
	The four hooves echo in the night.
	Pictures of deepest fear reflect in your eyes,
	like a fire in your soul.
	Burst through the forest of the wild.
	The full moon beholds from its starlit sky,
	this journey without goal.
	The hunt twists and turns,
	winding through the dark.
	The flame of intensity burns
	higher and higher and higher.
	The hooves are pounding in the dark,
	splitting the silence of the night.
	Do you smell the cruel desire?
	Your paws are pounding with your heart,
	pounding for life and liberty
	as the steam is rising higher.
	Inside the forest oh so deep,
	the creatures of the night watch intensively
	this hunt that flashes them by.
	Will you escape or will you bleed?
	The hunter' s at your tail, he calls for victory
	with hunger in his eyes.
	As the welkin embraces his stars
	to a shimmering nightly play,
	the archenemy of man
	is once more prey.

	zuò qǔ : Weinerhall
	The four hooves echo in the night.
	Pictures of deepest fear reflect in your eyes,
	like a fire in your soul.
	Burst through the forest of the wild.
	The full moon beholds from its starlit sky,
	this journey without goal.
	The hunt twists and turns,
	winding through the dark.
	The flame of intensity burns
	higher and higher and higher.
	The hooves are pounding in the dark,
	splitting the silence of the night.
	Do you smell the cruel desire?
	Your paws are pounding with your heart,
	pounding for life and liberty
	as the steam is rising higher.
	Inside the forest oh so deep,
	the creatures of the night watch intensively
	this hunt that flashes them by.
	Will you escape or will you bleed?
	The hunter' s at your tail, he calls for victory
	with hunger in his eyes.
	As the welkin embraces his stars
	to a shimmering nightly play,
	the archenemy of man
	is once more prey.

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