歌曲 | To the Gallows |
歌手 | Kalmah |
专辑 | The Black Waltz |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kokko | |
To the Gallows | |
Waken by the scream of a buzzard | |
Sending cold shivers down his back | |
Now across the barren desert gallops a horse | |
The only thing alive maintaining hope | |
soon the steps will slow and horse ends up dead | |
The rider's hope now gone too tired to resist | |
The bonfires behind his back | |
The chasers wait for their last attack | |
The long arm of law has reached him | |
This time he cannot fight back | |
Now walking in procession hands around his back | |
Surrounded by the people who only want him dead | |
In his eyes the look reminds he's not ready to tap | |
Yesterday a hero now a victim of combat | |
In Judge's eyes the look - you're mine | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
Now climbing the stairs with distress | |
Cannot feel hunger or fear of death | |
Defiance in his face he is standing | |
In front of the law he resisted | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill |
zuo qu : Kokko | |
To the Gallows | |
Waken by the scream of a buzzard | |
Sending cold shivers down his back | |
Now across the barren desert gallops a horse | |
The only thing alive maintaining hope | |
soon the steps will slow and horse ends up dead | |
The rider' s hope now gone too tired to resist | |
The bonfires behind his back | |
The chasers wait for their last attack | |
The long arm of law has reached him | |
This time he cannot fight back | |
Now walking in procession hands around his back | |
Surrounded by the people who only want him dead | |
In his eyes the look reminds he' s not ready to tap | |
Yesterday a hero now a victim of combat | |
In Judge' s eyes the look you' re mine | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
Now climbing the stairs with distress | |
Cannot feel hunger or fear of death | |
Defiance in his face he is standing | |
In front of the law he resisted | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill |
zuò qǔ : Kokko | |
To the Gallows | |
Waken by the scream of a buzzard | |
Sending cold shivers down his back | |
Now across the barren desert gallops a horse | |
The only thing alive maintaining hope | |
soon the steps will slow and horse ends up dead | |
The rider' s hope now gone too tired to resist | |
The bonfires behind his back | |
The chasers wait for their last attack | |
The long arm of law has reached him | |
This time he cannot fight back | |
Now walking in procession hands around his back | |
Surrounded by the people who only want him dead | |
In his eyes the look reminds he' s not ready to tap | |
Yesterday a hero now a victim of combat | |
In Judge' s eyes the look you' re mine | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
Now climbing the stairs with distress | |
Cannot feel hunger or fear of death | |
Defiance in his face he is standing | |
In front of the law he resisted | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill | |
To the gallows | |
Says the voice through the white hood | |
To the rope | |
Shouts the crowd around the dark hill |