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Tvangeste

Tears Will Wash Off Blood from My Sword

  symphonic black metal  black metal  russian  melodic black metal  symphonic metal
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Текст песни Tvangeste - Tears Will Wash Off Blood from My Sword

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Текст песни Tvangeste - Tears Will Wash Off Blood from My Sword




The wind blended the smoke of fires with the breath of the swampThe deadly embrace grips us in its iron clawsNo way out, but we will face the deathThe sword or bog is better then the enemys scaffoldYes, we entreated, but gods did not heed our prayersThe hatred tightens round your neck harder than the nooseThe crusaders stamp across our native landsThe Steel craves for the battlefield( )Our hands shake with trepidation yet resolved to fightWe know we cannot save our landWe know that today we will join our ancestorsNo grumble, we are not appealing to gods anymoreOur earthly paths seem to be gone throughThe enemies camps are promising loss with their firesThe blood is getting cold in veins from the enemies horses neighingClose is the moment when the heart will beat fasterThe armors will reflect the bloody duskBlood will flow like boundless riverEndless will be mothers sorrowThe clouds will close the land foreverThe land most dear to usThe arrows fly overhead in the name of CompassionThe daggers buried in our backs in the name of RighteousnessThe swords cut our hearts out in the name of Divine MercyThose who did not want to betray their gods and fathersThe swords are a hundred lightnings like the token of misfortuneThe fear of death is stamped into the swampy dirtCraving for murder and insanity, close connection.Hiss of the bowstring, peal and moan, the troops mixedThose who brought the teaching of Christ to our landUnder the mask of endless goodThey came to make the people kneelAnd make us cattleThe flame in sacred thicket died awayAnd cold welded the whole world right awayAnd merely the curtain of cold rainCoupled with despair is ruling hereThey came to make the people kneelAnd make us cattleThe heart is beating in the cage like a bird without wingsThe grief is tearing souls to piecesThe sky is tearing itself apart with a helpless moanThe helpless moan of our MotherlandUnder the attack of the welded in steelThe strangers bringing destructionThe land of fathers is shaking and no useTo entreat the Gods for helpI see the Raven... His wings are ousting skyHes soaring above the death like a black shadowThats the soul of Prussian land.Tears will wash off blood from my swordThe raindrops will extinguish the fire of hatred in my heartAnd with the pure sense of a free manI will head for Eternity via the path of Glory...




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