Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Thousand Years of Rain, artist - Enslaved.
Date of issue: 05.03.2015
Song language: English
One Thousand Years of Rain |
And ever searching to end this thirst |
Strength reborn in the streams of cold blood |
Son of the earth, father of rage (hiding beneath) |
And ever smiling when the seed is planted |
Hate paving the streets of gold |
Long gone is the golden grace |
Feeble beats from a frozen heart |
No glowing eyes in the pale face |
The blind man cries in vain |
Long gone is the light of day |
Searching the borders of sanity |
The children of tomorrow they slay |
Their spirits entombed in rotten soil |
Son of the earth, father of anxiety (amongst us) |
And ever telling the tales of the righteous |
Licking drops of sorrow from the lake of tears |
Son of the earth, father of treason (envy the beauty) |
And ever embracing the desperation |
Hiding from the moonbeams, afraid to face the wrath |
Wandering down the icy path |
The sun is dying |
The mother is crying |
No sadness found in the jester’s face |
The sun is dying |
The mother is crying |
Long gone is the golden grace |
Feeble beats from a frozen heart |
No glowing eyes in the pale face |
The blind man cries in vain |
Long gone is the light of day |
Searching the borders of sanity |
The children of tomorrow they slay |
Their spirits entombed in rotten soil |
The winter is closing in |
Like the grip of a war within |
Absence of light, turning flesh to stone |
A cosmic war, and you stand alone |
The winter is closing in |
Like the grip of a war within |
Absence of light, turning flesh to stone |
A cosmic war, and you stand alone |
Brother killing brother |
Tales of honour becoming myth |
History written with axes and blood |
The wolf is howling at the gate |
Bræðr munu berjask |
Bönum verðask |
Munu systrungar |
Sifjum spilla |
Leika Míms synir |
Mjötuðr kyndisk |
At inu galla Gjallarhorni |
Skelfr Yggdrasils |
Askr standandi |
Ymr it aldna tré |
Hræðask allir |
Áðr Surtar þann |
Sefi of gleypir |
Wandering down the icy path |
The sun is dying (Silent tears won’t bring him back) |
No sadness found in the jester’s face |
The mother is crying |
Breach the walls, relieve the pain, or be left in one thousand years of rain |