Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Oak, artist - Opera IX. Album song Back To Sepulcro, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 15.11.2015
Record label: Dusktone
Song language: English
The Oak |
| In the whirls of time, |
| turning their eyes |
| toward the shadowy monumental |
| symbols of the past, |
| following the lines up to the places, |
| where power and mystery reign |
| some people raised many stones to the sun |
| in their imposing silence. |
| A warm wind is blowing in my face |
| melting the ice of death. |
| Burnt alive victims around the cromlec’h |
| in honour of my immortality. |
| Crucified on The Oak. |
| My blood is trickling down it no light in this church made of trees |
| some men in white are chanting their song |
| to the altar of Cernunnos. |
| Crucified on The Oak. |
| Oh you, God of Moon, |
| sanctify this magis ritual. |
| In my heart there’s the power of glory, |
| in my eyes the shine of the sword. |
| Oh you, God of Death, rescue me from this fear, |
| I will be your messenger, |
| rescue me from this light. |