Текст песни Old Man`s Child - The Old Man`s Child
Old Man`s Child - The Old Man`s Child слова песни
Gods of ancient twilight, glance the golden past,let me enter your hidden gate, let me know I am the last.Rise nocturnal spirits, eternal gods of the north,blow your wind upon my flesh, reach me your immortal force.I dance through the winter storms, all through a lifetime as man,marching to the deepest fog, to bend down beneath your ancient hand.So engraved by battles for years, but more mighty than ever,with blood on my weapons I hunger, for more (I shall never give up the war).I`ll make this night my darkest intentions, walking towards your kingdom,winter of the norse evil, I summon you to embrace and crown me.Rise nocturnal spirits, eternal gods of the north,blow your wind upon my flesh, reach me your immortal force.