Текст (слова) песни: Urgehal - Image Of The Horned King

[lyrics by Trondr, 1997]

Slumbering through the burning desert, total lack of liquid
Oh gods of this place, please bring me thy vine
I could almost drink the blood of Jesus
I would dry his veins until he fell down in a pile of skin

I fell down out of exhaustion, my face met the ground my mouth was filled with sand
And my skin was boiling from the sun
The vultures stared circling above me, I was almost ready to give my body to the birds of doom
Lay myself to rot in the burning sand fields, I was dying....

...but then, a mighty dark shape rised before me and gave me shelter from the sun
It was a god - the god of them all, and indeed he had brought a bottle of vine... the blood of himself
He spoke a distant language and granted me the bottle
I received it with my shivering pale hands... I drank the vine, and as I steadily came to myself
The god slowly vanished with the dust, except that of him which he had left in the bottle.

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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: Urgehal - Image Of The Horned King [lyrics by Trondr, 1997] Slumbering through the burning desert, total lack of liquid Oh gods of this place, please bring me thy vine I could almost drink the blood of Jesus I would dry his veins until he fell down in a pile of skin I fell down out of exhaustion, my face met the ground my mouth was filled with sand And my skin was boiling from the sun The vultures stared circling above me, I was almost ready to give my body to the birds of doom Lay myself to rot in the burning sand fields, I was dying.... ...but then, a mighty dark shape rised before me and gave me shelter from the sun It was a god - the god of them all, and indeed he had brought a bottle of vine... the blood of himself He spoke a distant language and granted me the bottle I received it with my shivering pale hands... I drank the vine, and as I steadily came to myself The god slowly vanished with the dust, except that of him which he had left in the bottle. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Image Of The Horned King: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/120/1/2950.html Все тексты песен: Urgehal » Urgehal - Nyx » Urgehal - Supreme Evil » Urgehal - Image Of The Horned King » Urgehal - Flames Of Black Candles » Urgehal - Nocturnal Revelation » Urgehal - The Saturnine Denomination » Urgehal - Through The Grace Of Hell » Urgehal - The Sodomizer Рекомендуем скачать: » Вадим Мищук, Валерий Мищук - Не знаю, родимый » Виктор Калачев - Знаешь: все мы немного шизики... » Владимир Быченков - Я не люблю » Валерий Меладзе - Салют, Вера! » Владимир Капгер - Серебряный романс » ВИА ГРА - Познакомься с моей мамой » Воскресенье, Константин Никольский - Мне грустно видеть, как уходят годы » Вопли Видоплясова - All right! » Варвара - Ближе » Владимир Высоцкий - Баллада о летающих тарелках » Виктор Харлов - Я тебе не обещаю ни дворцов, ни пыльных замков... » Вадим Егоров - Отцы » Вероника Долина - Моё метро » Вероника Долина - К цветам » Владимир Муромцев - Женщина с прошлым » Валерий Червяков - После вечера памяти Высоцкого » В.Пресняков - Вниз по течению » Вероника Долина - Когда б мы жили без затей... » Владимир Рагимов - Тризна » Вероника Долина - Прощальная песня шарманщика
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