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We travel from the north, by orders from our King
To fight and take your land with Dragon ships we come
Our army is not defeated from anyone on this earth
A storm’s ahead of us thunders covering our ships
We hold our swords beside us the Gods will be with us
One hundred twenty ships sailed from Northern lands
Revenge, blood & glory is what we’re looking for
We’ll burn you to the ground we’ll send you straight to Hel
Our swords are filled with blood today you’re going to die
Six wolves will fill hearts with fear and with pain
The battlefield is full of darkness and of pain
Where is your God now… victory is near
The weak they try to run to get away from us
We’re lashing out with ferocious force and rage
All those who stand and fight we’ll honor and we’ll praise
Our warriors rode once more, sent by the Gods to fight
The Northern lights they shine
Blood is our life
We unleashed hell on you
Darkness will prevail
Strong wind sweeps
Fire burnt them all
With power we wield our swords
Fed the Gods with flesh
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I remember the smell of death
The frozen dead into the tombs
As I watched the black runes
With my sword I will survive
I remember the black demons
Their red eyes watching me
As I run to escape from them
There’s no God to lead me away
I owe you nothing
Stop cursing me
Your sins are near to mine
I am not the next in line
Shadows seek revenge
The world burns at last
Souls forever damned
No salvation only death
Tonight the gates are open
The Hordes are pouring out
No one can’t stop them
Revenge of the black Knight
6 candles burning
Sacrifice a virgin’s blood
Your sins are near to mine
I am not the next in line
I remember the dead bodies
The rotten smell of frozen corpses
The secret symbols of the black priest
With blood all souls he cursed
I remember the red stone
The priestess who made the sacrifice
As I walk into the Dark
There’s nothing to keep me there
I owe you nothing
Stop cursing me
Your sins are near to mine
I am not the next in line
Shadows seek revenge
The world burns at last
Souls forever damned
No salvation only death
Tonight the gates are open
The Hordes are pouring out
No one can’t stop them
Revenge of the black Knight
6 candles burning
Sacrifice a virgin’s blood
Our sins are near to mine
I am not the next in line
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Drama Noir - Morna
04:43
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Morna the village of death
A curse fell upon them
Virgins are dancing alone
In the frozen river they praise
Seven demonic spirits
Came out of the cave
Gouliava they go down the path
Dancing in the Dark
The hand of the ancient snake
Waits to take our souls
The residents they run for their lives
From the demons hunting them
A loud cry coming out from the forest
This may be a sign
Run as far as you can
The virgins will tear your flesh
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Kommst du mich begleiten, auf meinem Niedergang?
Soll mein Spiegelbild dich leiten, so steig mit mir hinab
So stoß mich nun hinab!
Fandest Freiheit in den Fluten, in die Hölle stieß man mich zurück
Ich verlernte zu lachen, verlernte zu schreien
Verlernte zu achten, verlernte zu weinen
Letharg tropft mein Pinsel aufs Papier, getränkt in Blut!
Geformt das Abbild eines Geistes, schweigend durchbohrt seiner kalten Gestalt
Verlier mich in Blicke, so er mich trifft zerschellt etwas in mir
Es starrt mich an, ich starre mich an
Die Gesellschaft, sie wird mir nicht verzeihen?
Die Gesellschaft, das bist du!
Sie wird mich bestrafen?
Nein, strafen wirst mich du!
Mein Possenspiel der Lüge gestraft, das Schloss fällt zu
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Sköne Oke, tausend Augen
Funkeln, brennen, starren lose
Sköne Glas zeigt auf den Spuk
Hämisch lacht der Wiedergänger
Ihre Augen gar seltsam starr
Wie feuchte Mondesstrahlen winken
Kalte Hände, Todesfrost
Vaters Lächeln merklich finster
Hölzern klappert das Wachsgesicht
Keine Augen statt der schwarzen Höhlen
Puppendreher, Verruchter
Feuerkreis, dreh dich Feuerkreis
Hui lustig dreh dich Holzpüppchen
Du gabst mir einen Automaten
Ich nehme mir dein Leben
Oh wie hab ich dich vermisst
Mein klares Auge, dein klares Herz
Ein grauer Busch sagst du?
Durch sköne Glas seh ich tausend Augen
Holzpüppchen dreh dich, fall mit mir
Revenant, warst immer da
Feuerkreis, oh sköne Oke
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À l’approche du matin, j’éprouve un immense dégoût
Au cœur des ombres grises, je m’écœure
La rouge du soleil levant m’a trahi
La ville incolore de l’isolement assassine un rêve après l’autre
Donne-moi ta main
Emmené moi
Oh reine du soleil moribond
Ne me laisse pas seul
Donne-moi ta main
Emmené moi
Oh reine du soleil moribond
J’écoute ton son
Leurs mensonges, leur obstination déchire des blessures profondes
Avec les feuilles flétries, l’illusion tombe dans l’obscurité
Oh reine du soleil moribond
Je te tiendrais la main
Quand arrive le crépuscule
Mon âme jettera son dernier rayon
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Morgenröthe Würzburg, Germany
Post Black Metal/ Blackgaze Band founded in late 2019
mail: contactmorgenroethe@gmail.com
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