歌曲 | Lugburz |
歌手 | Summoning |
专辑 | Minas Morgul |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Summoning | |
Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the sun fails and the moon is dead. | |
In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land | |
When the winter first begins to bite and stones crack in the frosty night, when pools are black and trees are bare, it is evil in the wild to fare. | |
To lay down my will upon the | |
Land, Lugburz | |
No sound disturbs this place of blackened souls | |
This winter walls of stone and ice behold thy might | |
Again I’m kneeling down to hear these strange tunes of war | |
Night, oh beloved night, your wisdom floats into my mind and forms my thoughts of | |
Middle-Earth to build up a new mighty empire |
zuo qu : Summoning | |
Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the sun fails and the moon is dead. | |
In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land | |
When the winter first begins to bite and stones crack in the frosty night, when pools are black and trees are bare, it is evil in the wild to fare. | |
To lay down my will upon the | |
Land, Lugburz | |
No sound disturbs this place of blackened souls | |
This winter walls of stone and ice behold thy might | |
Again I' m kneeling down to hear these strange tunes of war | |
Night, oh beloved night, your wisdom floats into my mind and forms my thoughts of | |
MiddleEarth to build up a new mighty empire |
zuò qǔ : Summoning | |
Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the sun fails and the moon is dead. | |
In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land | |
When the winter first begins to bite and stones crack in the frosty night, when pools are black and trees are bare, it is evil in the wild to fare. | |
To lay down my will upon the | |
Land, Lugburz | |
No sound disturbs this place of blackened souls | |
This winter walls of stone and ice behold thy might | |
Again I' m kneeling down to hear these strange tunes of war | |
Night, oh beloved night, your wisdom floats into my mind and forms my thoughts of | |
MiddleEarth to build up a new mighty empire |