Текст песни Waylander - Morrigan`s Domain
Waylander - Morrigan`s Domain слова песни
Black id the Morrigan on this plainDark is her aspect, no remorse or shameWasher at the ford for those who can seeThe crone and the hag, goddess trinity. Goddess of war, denizen of deathSeeker of souls,She awaits your last breath... Nightmare visions, choked with the bodies of the slainRivers run red, ravens alight on mounds of lifeless formsFeasting horribly on carrion and broken bones,Once proud men, someone`s sons and brothers all. Where now is the glory in your warNo glory in your warNo glory in the grave Hear the shriek of the MorriganAs she circles preparing to dine,To dine upon the slaughtered soulsTo feast on fresh dead fleshTriumphant scream of ecstasyExultant in the miseryWallow in the pain Putrid stench of entrails and emptied bowelsMorrigan`s minions glut on unseeing eyesA picture painted in detail so obsceneMorrigan greets all those souls who die. Eternal war she cravesBattles unceasingCombatants increasingSweet stench of blood on the windDishevelled warriors, expressions grotesqueDismembered bodies, expressions grotesqueHer in her glory, goddess of warHer in her glory, Morrigan`s domain.