Текст песни Old Mans Child - On Through The Desert Storm, слова песни Old Mans Child

Текст песни Old Mans Child - On Through The Desert Storm

Old Mans Child - On Through The Desert Storm слова песни

We hail our lightThe sun of SatanFor with thy mightCome forthWe dominate the worldBy one mightful forceSee the slaughteringGrowing weakBorn by viceAnd we drink of theDoomsday chaliceAnd paint us with the blood of himSowed into flamesIn their own pitiful gravesI kiss the raven that flew with meTrough all the desert stormsWinged by sorrow -- grief of manFlying high beneath the skyQuiet and silent through theNight cycloneTears wet my throneYour dreams were not immortalI enter then my realmWe hail our lightThe ethereal sunFor with thy might paragon faceWe dominate the million eclipses

Другие песни Old Mans Child:

Old Mans Child - Born Of The Flickering
2 дня назад 547,00 (не задано)

Old Mans Child - Christian Death
8 дня назад 433,00 (не задано)

Old Mans Child - Demons Of The Thorncastle
3 дня назад 1,070,00 (не задано)

Old Mans Child - King Of The Dark Age
8 дня назад 507,00 (не задано)

Old Mans Child - On Through The Desert Storm
8 дня назад 606,00 (не задано)

Old Mans Child

On Through The Desert Storm

Текст песни Old Mans Child - On Through The Desert Storm

Другие песни Old Mans Child:

Похожие артисты: