歌曲 | The Priory |
歌手 | Falconer |
专辑 | Black Moon Rising |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
The mist carried tidings of fire and blood; | |
On northern waves the dragons ride | |
Heaven shall mourn what darkness will scorn | |
On the day when prayers die | |
The omens spoke of a rising beast | |
That sailed out from eastern shores | |
Brethren will cry and angels will sigh | |
On the day of the fiendish force | |
Aaaah, the priory burned | |
Aaaah, aflame and ablaze | |
The heathen horde struck from the sea | |
Like a cut from a tempered blade | |
In black the day was hung by the foreign | |
Dragons’ tongue | |
On the day of the sinister raid | |
A plundered parish by pagan plague | |
Perished under the autumn clouds | |
Their embers went cold as fate did unfold | |
And wrapped them in a solacing shroud |
The mist carried tidings of fire and blood | |
On northern waves the dragons ride | |
Heaven shall mourn what darkness will scorn | |
On the day when prayers die | |
The omens spoke of a rising beast | |
That sailed out from eastern shores | |
Brethren will cry and angels will sigh | |
On the day of the fiendish force | |
Aaaah, the priory burned | |
Aaaah, aflame and ablaze | |
The heathen horde struck from the sea | |
Like a cut from a tempered blade | |
In black the day was hung by the foreign | |
Dragons' tongue | |
On the day of the sinister raid | |
A plundered parish by pagan plague | |
Perished under the autumn clouds | |
Their embers went cold as fate did unfold | |
And wrapped them in a solacing shroud |
The mist carried tidings of fire and blood | |
On northern waves the dragons ride | |
Heaven shall mourn what darkness will scorn | |
On the day when prayers die | |
The omens spoke of a rising beast | |
That sailed out from eastern shores | |
Brethren will cry and angels will sigh | |
On the day of the fiendish force | |
Aaaah, the priory burned | |
Aaaah, aflame and ablaze | |
The heathen horde struck from the sea | |
Like a cut from a tempered blade | |
In black the day was hung by the foreign | |
Dragons' tongue | |
On the day of the sinister raid | |
A plundered parish by pagan plague | |
Perished under the autumn clouds | |
Their embers went cold as fate did unfold | |
And wrapped them in a solacing shroud |