Тексты песен «Bathory»

Beyond the mountains where the wind cries out its pain Deserted valleys where the darkness always reigned Where the sunlight never ever touched the poisoned ground Where the laugh of undead children never ever sound...

Now that the wind called my name And my star had faded now hardly a glimpse up in the empty space And the wise one-eyed great father in the sky stilled my flame For the ones who stood me near And you few who were me...

I'm not too big a fan of beer but I need a drink If I smoked I could use a zip now I'm on the brink I've been all geared up now for how long I don't know I need to slow myself down somewhat it's been so long So all...

At dawn they rise pointing to the skies Ready to cut through the clouds at command From wombs in the ground born to deafening sounds When the button is pressed by death's hand Loaded with death powered by the dragons'...

Out of the water The cold black Nordic sky Risen towards the eternal sky The land lays open and free Up high the Mountains Where the wind catch its speed and chill Snowstorms are born And rage loud through the valleys...

Listen I may well I hear what you're sayin' But you know we're not the bread & butter Anymore these days everything's changed there's no use in arrangin' Some kinda thing it's all enough to hump for fun these days...

I can not breath I'm going down All I can feel is I don't wanna be around My head just squeals I can not cope With all this hurt might as well swing from a rope I'd like to break free I'd like to scream and shout...

Standing on the balcony, trembling like a friggin' leaf Its freezin' cold I must be mad its 4AM and gettin' really f*ckin' bad There's an end to everything Some folks are best at when they sleep More than can be...

Sixteen years of age. The suburb sets the scene. Sixteen years of rage withheld and concealed. Doors locked. Curtains drawn. Rehearsals begins. Preparations made. The axe gets a final trim. Shadowed figures came at...

Sixteen years of age. The suburb sets the scene. Sixteen years of rage withheld and concealed. Doors locked. Curtains drawn. Rehearsals begins. Preparations made. The axe gets a final trim. Shadowed figures came at...

The lies of Christ will lose the ways of hell I chose I drink the floating blood defy the fury of God I have turned my back on Christ to hell I have sacrificed I have made love to the Pagan Queen the gates of hell I...

Ink the pen with blood Now sign your destiny to me Now in my hands your fate is given My claim thee to join me In death when the life you're living Near the end is coming and to Enter my realms come and grab my hand...

(sagas from the antediluvian scrolls) Black winds whispering cross the fens, In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined Enraptured by the moons sweet spells, Gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding)...

(sagas from the antediluvian scrolls) Black winds whispering 'cross the fens, In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined Enraptured by the moon's sweet spells, 'gainst the skies of (bleak and...

(sagas from the antediluvian scrolls) Black winds whispering cross the fens, In eldritch coils (jewelled and gleaming) spires entwined Enraptured by the moons sweet spells, Gainst the skies of (bleak and brooding)...

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Hear me say it's ok there just is no other way I believe and strongly feel some things just aren't meant to be All the time in our lives something somewhere draws a line I believe in time you'll see sometimes some...

Ten million barrels at sea. Atmospheric temperature increases. Fourhundredthousand acres a day. Post-generation to pay. Chimneys spew death day and night. Chemicals with every bite. Layer of mist in the sky. Filtering...

I stumbled on and almost fell across your moosehead-slippers The other day sometime ago on the radio They played that song again it still sounds the same Outside my window all the rain is pouring down again The...

Industrialised abortions The organs lined up on the shelves Coloured pills guaranteed to keep you at peace With your pitful fucking selves So full of nothing behind the closed doors Of your very own misery You're...