
Date of issue: 24.07.2014
Record label: Massacre
Song language: English
1943 |
Out in the field we are fallen |
Frozen to death in the cold |
Undeniable, we were born and so Asking each other for nothing |
Paying a horrible price |
So dispensable is our sacrifice |
Winter, the coming after ages |
That marksmen screams and rages |
The fire, the fortune, the victory has come |
Watching the heavens blazing |
Catching the frost on the ground (?) |
Eat away ?, hear the waiting sound |
Most are drumming and shaking |
Wish they would shut and explore |
We have come to bear this heavy load (?) |
Winter, the coming after ages |
That marksmen screams and rages |
The fire, the fortune, the victory has come |
We walk this land of rock until the end of time |
The future once for vultures, now for deafening crowd |
The time and time again, the heart, my never will? |
Till out of history the sensible must feel |
Winter, the coming after ages |
That marksmen screams and rages |
The fire, the fortune, the victory of anger |
And dying feast of nothing |
And one by one we’re passing |
The glory of hope is not still gone |
Name | Year |
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Hail the New Age | 2014 |
Well of Poison | 2014 |
Horse Brigade | 2014 |
Ship of Fools | 2014 |
Voice Within | 2014 |
Fields of Joy | 2014 |
Of Sheep and Shepherds | 2014 |
Realms of Chaos | 2014 |