Текст (слова) песни: Absu - Highland Tyrant Attack

"You will hear my commands when cries never fade!"
"I grasp my pole-ax in hand with stock, steel, and mace!"
"I clutch the soulless winds that stir the Ginder trees!"
"I extol beneath a wrathful, yet a constant lunar eye!"

The last clash will crown one son to the Pictish throne.
"My father`s the king!" cries this tyrant, aimed for bloodshed.
Three flags will fly between the Esk and Dee rivers.
"The triumph`s my king!" screams this baron son, devised for war.

Follow the tracks of this mailed horseman (geared with pole-ax in his hand).
The blades from Balkan Hills are sharpened (cut for slaying and whetted to fight).
The child has proven his gallantry (he shall not abuse Teutonic codes).
He`s spiked and sent forth in a frenzy (their king sits at his table).

"Far free of these castle walls, I thought I heard your scream!"

This Is The Highland Tyrant Attack!
They eradicate the feeble by their Celtic law of tanistry.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
The rank of the cnihthad is the onslaught for their enemies.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
Garters on their left arms are fastened for chivalry.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
All of the vanquished battalions are thrown into the corries.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
They eradicate the feeble by their Celtic law of tanistry.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
The rank of the cnihthad is the onslaught for their enemies.
Highland Tyrant Attack!

"Our flags have soared O`er the Esk and Dee rivers!"
"We, the cnihts, are crowned for tier and not our lies!"

"Horse and Hattock took us back to the realm of Balkan Hills!"
"We, the cnihts, have formed the lines, before the rites!"

"We`el pursue to spit on their pledge and curse them, as the light breaks!"
"...But is our king still sitting at his table?"

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Absu - Highland Tyrant Attack "You will hear my commands when cries never fade!" "I grasp my pole-ax in hand with stock, steel, and mace!" "I clutch the soulless winds that stir the Ginder trees!" "I extol beneath a wrathful, yet a constant lunar eye!" The last clash will crown one son to the Pictish throne. "My father`s the king!" cries this tyrant, aimed for bloodshed. Three flags will fly between the Esk and Dee rivers. "The triumph`s my king!" screams this baron son, devised for war. Follow the tracks of this mailed horseman (geared with pole-ax in his hand). The blades from Balkan Hills are sharpened (cut for slaying and whetted to fight). The child has proven his gallantry (he shall not abuse Teutonic codes). He`s spiked and sent forth in a frenzy (their king sits at his table). "Far free of these castle walls, I thought I heard your scream!" This Is The Highland Tyrant Attack! They eradicate the feeble by their Celtic law of tanistry. Highland Tyrant Attack! The rank of the cnihthad is the onslaught for their enemies. Highland Tyrant Attack! Garters on their left arms are fastened for chivalry. Highland Tyrant Attack! All of the vanquished battalions are thrown into the corries. Highland Tyrant Attack! They eradicate the feeble by their Celtic law of tanistry. Highland Tyrant Attack! The rank of the cnihthad is the onslaught for their enemies. Highland Tyrant Attack! "Our flags have soared O`er the Esk and Dee rivers!" "We, the cnihts, are crowned for tier and not our lies!" "Horse and Hattock took us back to the realm of Balkan Hills!" "We, the cnihts, have formed the lines, before the rites!" "We`el pursue to spit on their pledge and curse them, as the light breaks!" "...But is our king still sitting at his table?" Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Highland Tyrant Attack: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/100/1/2002.html Все тексты песен: Absu » Absu - Swords And Leather » Absu - Vorago (Spell 182) » Absu - Morbid Scream » Absu - Feis mor tir na n`og (across the north sea to visnech) » Absu - Never Blow Out the Eastern Candle » Absu - ...And Shineth Unto the Cold Cometh... » Absu - The Thrice Is Greatest To Ninnigal » Absu - Cyntefyn`s Fountain » Absu - The Coming Of War » Absu - Akhera goiti » Absu - Customs of tasseomancy (quoth the sky, nevermore) act i » Absu - The Sun Of Tiphareth » Absu - Highland tyrant attack » Absu - An involtion of thorns » Absu - Pillars of Mercy » Absu - The infinite and profane thrones » Absu - The thrice is greatest to ninnigal » Absu - Prelusion To Cythraul » Absu - A magician`s lapis-lazuli » Absu - An evolution of horns Рекомендуем скачать: » Чайф - Не со мной » Чайф - В городе трех революций » Чайф - Сибирский блюз » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Я подобно собаке » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Про слонов » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Нейлоновое сердце » Черняков Владимир - За друзей! » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - То измена, то засада » Черный Обелиск - Кто мы теперь » Чайф - По-другому не прожить (Псы) » Чайф - Шабенина » Чайф - Тайный знак » Чай Вдвоем - Я не забуду » Чехов - Подарков не будет » Чичерина - Ту-лу-ла » Чайф - Пятница » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Дополнительный 38-й » Чайф - Дурные сны » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Ветер вырывает из рук последние деньги » Чайф - С войны
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