Only the sound of the cold northern breeze.
Twinsun sink fading behind the black lake.
Asleep is the mountains, yet the night is awake.
Strange is the night.
Now black stars rise.
And many Moons circle through silent the night.
Along the black mountainside, scattered by the campfires awaiting the dawn.
Two times a hundred men in battles.
Tried by the steel in the arrow, axe and the sword.
By battle worn, hunger torn, awaiting for the
Sun to break through the cold haze and for the banners of
Ebal to appear on the hill in the
Sun's first warm rays.
Tomorrow is a fine day to die.
Now the morning advance from far
East. Now the
Sun breaks through dustclouds and haze.
Sun's first rays.
Die. Die.
Die.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:58.68]Only the sound of the cold northern breeze.
[00:59.55]Twinsun sink fading behind the black lake.
[01:00.48]Asleep is the mountains, yet the night is awake.
[01:25.20]Strange is the night.
[01:30.45]Now black stars rise.
[01:31.53]And many Moons circle through silent the night. [Guitar solo]
[03:45.33]Along the black mountainside, scattered by the campfires awaiting the dawn.
[03:52.86]Two times a hundred men in battles.
[03:53.82]Tried by the steel in the arrow, axe and the sword.
[04:12.90]By battle worn, hunger torn, awaiting for the
[04:15.45]Sun to break through the cold haze and for the banners of
[04:22.80]Ebal to appear on the hill in the
[04:23.49]Sun's first warm rays.
[04:50.04]Tomorrow is a fine day to die. [Guitar solo]
[05:24.78]Now the morning advance from far
[05:25.47]East. Now the
[05:26.43]Sun breaks through dustclouds and haze.
[05:35.13]Sun's first rays. [Guitar solo]
[05:35.82]Die. Die.
[05:35.97]Die.
Only the sound of the cold northern breeze.
Twinsun sink fading behind the black lake.
Asleep is the mountains, yet the night is awake.
Strange is the night.
Now black stars rise.
And many Moons circle through silent the night.
Along the black mountainside, scattered by the campfires awaiting the dawn.
Two times a hundred men in battles.
Tried by the steel in the arrow, axe and the sword.
By battle worn, hunger torn, awaiting for the
Sun to break through the cold haze and for the banners of
Ebal to appear on the hill in the
Sun's first warm rays.
Tomorrow is a fine day to die.
Now the morning advance from far
East. Now the
Sun breaks through dustclouds and haze.
Sun's first rays.
Die. Die.
Die.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:58.68]Only the sound of the cold northern breeze.
[00:59.55]Twinsun sink fading behind the black lake.
[01:00.48]Asleep is the mountains, yet the night is awake.
[01:25.20]Strange is the night.
[01:30.45]Now black stars rise.
[01:31.53]And many Moons circle through silent the night. [Guitar solo]
[03:45.33]Along the black mountainside, scattered by the campfires awaiting the dawn.
[03:52.86]Two times a hundred men in battles.
[03:53.82]Tried by the steel in the arrow, axe and the sword.
[04:12.90]By battle worn, hunger torn, awaiting for the
[04:15.45]Sun to break through the cold haze and for the banners of
[04:22.80]Ebal to appear on the hill in the
[04:23.49]Sun's first warm rays.
[04:50.04]Tomorrow is a fine day to die. [Guitar solo]
[05:24.78]Now the morning advance from far
[05:25.47]East. Now the
[05:26.43]Sun breaks through dustclouds and haze.
[05:35.13]Sun's first rays. [Guitar solo]
[05:35.82]Die. Die.
[05:35.97]Die.
Earthquakes are breaking the silence, a vision of hate.
Dark winds command the throne.
Cleansed by the evil hand, a crusade of the burning land.
A ser...
Curse you all men
Who's coil is strong
Beneath the theatre of misery
Disbelivers shalt by dawn
Be forced
To forever mourn
Curse you all men
That resen...
Icaros, I dare you
For I possess the wings of faith
Though, heavy on my shoulders
(No measurement can prove their weight)
Still, a burden are they not...
Memories of torment strikes me.
Attemps were made to suffocate me at birth.
Fools, I was already ancient.
Thou can not kill what breeds within Thee.
A...
As the Darkness creeps over the Northern mountains of Norway
and the silence reach the woods
I awake and rise
Into the night I wander
like many nights...
Only the sound of the cold northern breeze.
Twinsun sink fading behind the black lake.
Asleep is the mountains, yet the night is awake.
Strange is the...
The land was created
In the name of the chosen
And the waves thrown
For men to see
The one who made men
Prevailed from the source
Of Icon E
The waves ...
Curse you all men
Who's coil is strong
Beneath the theatre of misery
Disbelivers shalt by dawn
Be forced
To forever mourn
Curse you all men
That resen...