Тексты песен «Nokturnal Mortum»

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[Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Sataroth & Wortherax in '95 / Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth] neaicu Haaana e ooe s ianonu e eoia iaaeuiie. neaicu ooiai e oieia ai iia nicaei naaai. aaa aeiinou aneiao aaiu, e ai aiiaie ianeoaeii...

Once in Ukraine the cannons where roaring True heroes knew how to rule With swords they conquered freedom and glory The glory washed in the rivers of the blood Once in Khortitza they were building stronghold Sich...

The Wanderer, the one who walks these earthly roads what do you seek among this rotten world here where only betrayals and meanness could survive By your faith in your fatherland they would call you heretic may it be...

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stick the knife into the crucifixion let the bastard's blood wash our hands the heavens are crying and the bloody rain is drowning the earth oh you! the knjaz of forest! oh you! the great mother moon! let this time be...

...the wind blows through my hair the sun hasn't risen above this field yet the eye of the moon stares at my face the fear left me long ago the army is sleeping: I'm the only one standing on the hill staring at the...

[Later released on the "To The Gates Of Blasphemous Fire" album] Go away day, give everything to the queen of the night Laying in the cold land and waiting for the full-moon (to come). I see the leaving of life as a...

The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the Atame sacrifice, the "Book Of Shadows" is opened, we're waiting for the full-moon's arrival - we're celebrating the thirteenth Asbath. I lift my eyes, I look at the...

the voice calling me into darkness, open the gates through which I'll leave the call of the ancient blood calls me to fight the call of slavonic blood aryan lands with the boundless expanse through milleniums come to me...

The thunder of the drums is heard and cattle herds are driving back. Sunset is driving near, The heat of hoofs - all around melt away in the shaggy beard of great and wise elder sunset. The forests and the mountains...

[Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Saturious / Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth] The Blood is in Wolf Footprint The Hunter Has Won His Hunger His Howling Is Heard In The Night Among The Mist And The Moonlight The Sound Of The Huge Trembita...

the blood is in wolf footprint the hunter has won his hunger his howling is heard in the night among the mist and the moonlight the sound of the huge trembita is echoed away from the carpathians we announce the funerals...

To be the God - to be the Man, To be the power - not to be a slave. To be the Fire - to be the Hell, To be the Ice - not to be the wave. To be the Chaos - to be the Blackness, To be the Moon - not to be the Sun. To be...