Текст (слова) песни: Rebellion - Demons Rising

[1]
The crown , my deeds Like a burden does it seem
I stand all alone In a dark and empty dream
[2]
Such is the bitter taste
Of the blarney outta hell
There was a life to waste
And the witches did it well
[3]
Here as I sit
On a cold and empty throne
The thanes, most men
All have fled I am alone
[4]
Such is the bitter taste
Of my hopes about to fall
There was a life to waste
I see demons rising tall

[Bridge:]
No use to run and hide
No use to run and hide

[Ref.:]
Now as my dreams lie there in pieces
Where is the glory after all
Now as I stand amidst the ruins
I see demons rising tall
Demons rising tall
[5]
Still I am invincible
No fear in my heart there`ll be
No man man of woman born
Shall have power over me
[6]
Yet there is a bitter taste
Of the madness that did fall.
I had a life to waste
I see demons rising tall

[Macbeth:] They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly, but bear-like I must fight the course. What`s he that was not born of woman? Such a one am I to fear, or none.
[Young Siward:] What is thy name?
[Macbeth:] Thou`lt be afraid to hear it.
[Young Siward:] No, though thou call`st thyself a hotter name than any is in hell.
[Macbeth:] My name`s Macbeth.
[Young Siward:] The devil himself could not pronounce a title more hateful to mine ear.
[Macbeth:] No, nor more fearful.
[Young Siward:] Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. With my sword I`ll prove the lie thou speak`st.

[They fight, and young Siward is slain]

[Macbeth:] Thou wast born of woman, but swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, brandished by man that`s of a woman bom.
[Macbeth:] Why should 1 play the Roman fool, and die on mine own sword? Whiles I see lives, the gashes do better upon them.

[Enter Macduff]

[Macduff:] Turn, hell-hound, turn.
[Macbeth:] Macduff, of all men else I have avoided thee. But get thee back. My soul is too much charged with blood of thine already.
[Macduff:] I have no words; My voice is in my sword, thou bloodier villain than terms can give thee out.

[They fight]

[Macbeth:] Thou losest labour. As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air with thy keen sword impress as make me bleed. Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life, which must not yield to one of woman born.
[Macduff:] Despair thy charm, and let the angel whom thou still hast served tell thee Macduff was from his mother`s womb untimely ripped.
[Macbeth:] Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, for it hath cowed my better part of man; and be these juggling fiends no more believed, that palter with us in a double sense, that keep the word of promise to our ear and break it to our hope. I`ll not fight with thee.
[Macduff:] Then yield thee, coward,
[Macbeth:] I will not yield to kiss the ground before your feet, and to be baited with the rabble`s curse.
Though thou opposed being of no woman born, yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him that first cries: "Hold, enough!" My fate may have turned to black but at least I `II die with harness on my back.

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» Rebellion - Die With Harness On Your Back
» Rebellion - Claws Of Madness
» Rebellion - Letters Of Blood
» Rebellion - Husbandry In Heaven
» Rebellion - Introduction
» Rebellion - Demons Rising
» Rebellion - The Prophecy
» Rebellion - Disdaining Fortune


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: Rebellion - Demons Rising [1] The crown , my deeds Like a burden does it seem I stand all alone In a dark and empty dream [2] Such is the bitter taste Of the blarney outta hell There was a life to waste And the witches did it well [3] Here as I sit On a cold and empty throne The thanes, most men All have fled I am alone [4] Such is the bitter taste Of my hopes about to fall There was a life to waste I see demons rising tall [Bridge:] No use to run and hide No use to run and hide [Ref.:] Now as my dreams lie there in pieces Where is the glory after all Now as I stand amidst the ruins I see demons rising tall Demons rising tall [5] Still I am invincible No fear in my heart there`ll be No man man of woman born Shall have power over me [6] Yet there is a bitter taste Of the madness that did fall. I had a life to waste I see demons rising tall [Macbeth:]</i> They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly, but bear-like I must fight the course. What`s he that was not born of woman? Such a one am I to fear, or none. [Young Siward:]</i> What is thy name? [Macbeth:]</i> Thou`lt be afraid to hear it. [Young Siward:]</i> No, though thou call`st thyself a hotter name than any is in hell. [Macbeth:]</i> My name`s Macbeth. [Young Siward:]</i> The devil himself could not pronounce a title more hateful to mine ear. [Macbeth:]</i> No, nor more fearful. [Young Siward:]</i> Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. With my sword I`ll prove the lie thou speak`st. [They fight, and young Siward is slain] [Macbeth:]</i> Thou wast born of woman, but swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, brandished by man that`s of a woman bom. [Macbeth:]</i> Why should 1 play the Roman fool, and die on mine own sword? Whiles I see lives, the gashes do better upon them. [Enter Macduff] [Macduff:]</i> Turn, hell-hound, turn. [Macbeth:]</i> Macduff, of all men else I have avoided thee. But get thee back. My soul is too much charged with blood of thine already. [Macduff:]</i> I have no words; My voice is in my sword, thou bloodier villain than terms can give thee out. [They fight] [Macbeth:]</i> Thou losest labour. As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air with thy keen sword impress as make me bleed. Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life, which must not yield to one of woman born. [Macduff:]</i> Despair thy charm, and let the angel whom thou still hast served tell thee Macduff was from his mother`s womb untimely ripped. [Macbeth:]</i> Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, for it hath cowed my better part of man; and be these juggling fiends no more believed, that palter with us in a double sense, that keep the word of promise to our ear and break it to our hope. I`ll not fight with thee. [Macduff:]</i> Then yield thee, coward, [Macbeth:]</i> I will not yield to kiss the ground before your feet, and to be baited with the rabble`s curse. Though thou opposed being of no woman born, yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him that first cries: "Hold, enough!" My fate may have turned to black but at least I `II die with harness on my back. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Demons Rising: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/13136.html Все тексты песен: Rebellion » Rebellion - Evil Speaks » Rebellion - Die With Harness On Your Back » Rebellion - Claws Of Madness » Rebellion - Letters Of Blood » Rebellion - Husbandry In Heaven » Rebellion - Introduction » Rebellion - Demons Rising » Rebellion - The Prophecy » Rebellion - Disdaining Fortune Рекомендуем скачать: » Игорь Кузьмин - Песенка велосипедиста » Игорь Андриенко - Молчаливое лето событий » Игорь Андреев - Бессонница » Истомин Юрий - Звук чужих шагов » Иван-Кайф - Капитанский вальс » Игорь Гольдин - Арифметика для друзей » Ирина Терентьева - Вокруг меня столпились люди... » Игорь Кузьмин - Автостоп I » Игорь Белый - Автостоп Москва-Казань » Игорь Белый - На подводной лодочке » Игорь Андриенко - Есть такая Страна » Игорь Кузьмин - Последний переулок » И.Богушевская - Тридцать девятый трамвай » Ирина Просвирякова - Остающимся в городах » Ирина Аллегрова - Смешная история » Ирина Полякова - Колыбельная » Иван Купала - Коляда » Игорь Андриенко - Нет ничего, кроме любви » Ирина Аллегрова - Люблю мужчин » Игорь Демичев - Прости, мой нерожденный сын...
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