Nocturnal Rites - Winds of death

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Through the winds of death we ride
I swing my sword up high
You ll taste my steel, I won t abide
Cause you know you are gonna die

Clad in leather and chains we slay
We fight for king and land
We ll burn your homes and bring you dismay
With our vast swords in hand

Glory, victory, forever hail

Howl in mighty rage
Clad the sky bleak
Claw the hide of enemy
Hail the winds of death

We spread the ashes of your dead
There is nothing left to save
We sear the ground where they bled
We pledge doom upon your grave

Make them cry and bleed
The storm shall howl and now descend
Hordes of shade, they call, they heed
They call, they heed

Inne utwory

  • Test of time
  • Eyes of the dead
  • Vengeance
  • Glorius
  • The sign
  • Dawnspell
  • Eye of the demon
  • Ride on
  • In a time of blood and fire
  • Afterlife
  • Burn in hell
  • Birth of chaos
  • Dragonisle
  • Unholy powers
  • Shadowland
  • Sword of steel
  • End of the world
  • Genetic distortion sequnce
  • Black death
  • Losowe utwory

    Riot in cell block number nine

    It was December the sixth 1983
    I was doin time for armed robbery
    At four in the morning, I was sitting in my cell
    I heard a whistle blow, and I heard somebody yell

    There s a riot going on
    There s a...

    Cross out the stars

    I woke up cold November,
    It takes a lot to show my face around here.
    I ve only myself to blame.

    I tried not to lose,
    What I tried so hard to show to you

    How long, can I wait here?
    I...

    Get nasty

    Al the nasty girls around the word (2x)
    Get nasty ah ah get nasty aaww
    Living on the floor get down with me
    Living on the floor come on with me

    Get nasty ah ah get nasty aaww (2x)
    Living on the floor get down with me
    Living on...

    We come out at night

    Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls.
    Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement.
    Emotions stir.
    A feeling of warmness, compassion, fullness, I feel at home.
    Disguised by surroundings.
    As the torn and left in the gutter seek vengeance on their mistreated lives....

    Paint your target

    You hide it everytime you lose
    patience waits around for me
    you dance uner question marks
    without even trying
    I m just not sure its gonna work
    I m just not sure its gonna work

    You can burn it all
    Rally around...