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Текст песни Absu - Hallstatt

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[Lyrical magick: Proscriptor & Equitant, Musick: Shaftiel & Equitant]From an empty house...In take-flight, the grey hawks verged upon a sunless skyWild, whistling winds carried them sorely, and sailed them bristly in the same shady sky.In take-ground, branded the mark of hall and heave; their martyrs never left2000 years, 2000 urn-burials, 2000 lies have now been erased.[Chorus:]"We`ll kneel towards the foyer with our precious salz!We`ll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave with calls!We`ve whittled the blades of Hallstattian swords!"In order to see such a legacy, fire burned with a past that turned;Anvils were forged at an early stage, molded as cats or iarn-leastair.Ioldanach has spied on this mistery, yet he`s enkindled by the lightWith hues of argent lightning and ore of purem the salt grants them mastery and might.[Chorus:]"We`ll kneel towards the foyer with our precious salz!We`ll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave with calls!We`ve whittled the blades of Hallstattian swords!"[Bridge:]HallstattAn SalaanAn Bas[Troid Warrior:]</i> "I see a battle; I feel the warp-spasm!"[Ioldanach:]</i> The poised warrior yowls with blood about his belt.[Troid Warrior:]</i> "Nothing shall draw my eyes away..."[Ioldanach:]</i> His heart stirs atrociously, now to think.[Troid Warrior:]</i> "I convey the names to the planes of Destiny!"[Ioldanach:]</i> The poised warrior seeks an ancient seat foe the Stone.[Troid Warrior:]</i> "Wild, whistling winds still laugh at my howls!"[Ioldanach:]</i> These acts of tale-telling dilate him to hate.HallstattAn SalaanAn Bas[Pre-Avouchment of Parable:]The young ones of Hallstatt, and the skySilver-ilked spears have been whettedVast hilts and sheeny torques of gold;Crafted from vanquished legacies.HallstattAn SalaanAn Bas[Avouchment of Parable:]"Spirit of horsemen and spirit of iron age acclaimThe fame for 2000 crypts at Hallstatt!"[Solo(s): Shaftiel]To an empty home.In take-flight, the grey hawks verged upon a sunless skyWild, whistling winds carried them sorely, and sailed thembristly in the same shady sky.In take-ground, branded the mark of hall and heave; their martyrs never left2000 years, 2000 urn-burials, 2000 lies have now been erased."We`ll kneel towards the foyer with our precious salz!We`ll sound with horn, clash with wood and cleave with calls!We`ve whittled the blades of Hallstattian swords!"

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