歌曲 | A Voice Born of Stone and Dust |
歌手 | Caladan Brood |
专辑 | Echoes of Battle |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
From the dust, assembling form | |
Lashing out with flint and bone | |
Matted furs, rotting hides | |
Withered skin, black pits for eyes | |
In ancient days we stopped the ice | |
We crushed the Jhag at gruesome price | |
Now we must heed the First Sword’s call | |
His wrath is kindled, a doom must fall | |
Severed from death | |
We march, we march | |
Bound to the throne | |
We march, we march | |
Cursed by Tellann | |
We march, we march | |
Warriors of bone | |
We march | |
We cry to the blood-red sun in a voice born of stone and dust | |
A ritual to bind our race | |
In vast undeath, our severed fates | |
The sorcery of shamans old | |
To ever hunt the lords of cold | |
We drift within the sands of wrath | |
The wielders of the fire’s path | |
An ancient magic | |
Elderbound, bloodbound, earthbound | |
Severed from death | |
We march, we march | |
Bound to the throne | |
We march, we march | |
Cursed by Tellann | |
We march, we march | |
Warriors of bone | |
We march | |
We cry to the blood-red sun in a voice born of stone and dust | |
Spell of sorrow | |
Spell of might | |
Breath of fire | |
Endless ice | |
We cry to the blood-red sun in a voice born of stone and dust |
From the dust, assembling form | |
Lashing out with flint and bone | |
Matted furs, rotting hides | |
Withered skin, black pits for eyes | |
In ancient days we stopped the ice | |
We crushed the Jhag at gruesome price | |
Now we must heed the First Sword' s call | |
His wrath is kindled, a doom must fall | |
Severed from death | |
We march, we march | |
Bound to the throne | |
We march, we march | |
Cursed by Tellann | |
We march, we march | |
Warriors of bone | |
We march | |
We cry to the bloodred sun in a voice born of stone and dust | |
A ritual to bind our race | |
In vast undeath, our severed fates | |
The sorcery of shamans old | |
To ever hunt the lords of cold | |
We drift within the sands of wrath | |
The wielders of the fire' s path | |
An ancient magic | |
Elderbound, bloodbound, earthbound | |
Severed from death | |
We march, we march | |
Bound to the throne | |
We march, we march | |
Cursed by Tellann | |
We march, we march | |
Warriors of bone | |
We march | |
We cry to the bloodred sun in a voice born of stone and dust | |
Spell of sorrow | |
Spell of might | |
Breath of fire | |
Endless ice | |
We cry to the bloodred sun in a voice born of stone and dust |
From the dust, assembling form | |
Lashing out with flint and bone | |
Matted furs, rotting hides | |
Withered skin, black pits for eyes | |
In ancient days we stopped the ice | |
We crushed the Jhag at gruesome price | |
Now we must heed the First Sword' s call | |
His wrath is kindled, a doom must fall | |
Severed from death | |
We march, we march | |
Bound to the throne | |
We march, we march | |
Cursed by Tellann | |
We march, we march | |
Warriors of bone | |
We march | |
We cry to the bloodred sun in a voice born of stone and dust | |
A ritual to bind our race | |
In vast undeath, our severed fates | |
The sorcery of shamans old | |
To ever hunt the lords of cold | |
We drift within the sands of wrath | |
The wielders of the fire' s path | |
An ancient magic | |
Elderbound, bloodbound, earthbound | |
Severed from death | |
We march, we march | |
Bound to the throne | |
We march, we march | |
Cursed by Tellann | |
We march, we march | |
Warriors of bone | |
We march | |
We cry to the bloodred sun in a voice born of stone and dust | |
Spell of sorrow | |
Spell of might | |
Breath of fire | |
Endless ice | |
We cry to the bloodred sun in a voice born of stone and dust |