Manilla Road - Children of the night

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Before the fire
We speak of lore
Of long lost tribes
And their wars

When Picts did thrive
On blood and gore
To stay alive
On this shore

[CHORUS]

A holy war
Born of The Well
To stop the horde
Come up from Hell

Vengeful for death
Inside the mind
The Quest
To burn away the night

A son of Crom
Before his life
An Aryan
From The Light

I shalt not run
From any fight
Death to Children
Of The Night

[CHORUS]

The Sons Of Aryan
Forgotten through the years
Born of The Ancient Ones
In The Forest of our fears

Cthulu still is here
The Horn calls to unite
Wotan casts his spear
Over The Children Of The Night

Sons Of The Flame
And Muspel s might
Stand strong in name
Of The Light

Know well The Wave
By count is Ninth
Returns The Staves
To the flight

[CHORUS]

Inne utwory

  • Black cauldron
  • Whitechapel
  • The ninth wave
  • Mystification
  • War of the gods
  • The prophecy
  • Dragon star
  • Dreams of eschaton
  • Open the gates
  • Divine victim
  • Friction in mass
  • Dementia
  • Spirits of the dead
  • From beyond
  • Shadow
  • Prologue
  • Megalodon
  • The riddle master
  • Losowe utwory

    Divine victim

    Hail to the Queen
    Of Victory
    Her holy war was England s shame
    She was no fiend
    Of heresy
    Put to the death by evil s flame

    [CHORUS]

    Another victim
    Of Christianity
    Ecclesiastic fire from Hell
    Divine the...

    Walking dead

    (*by DJ Z-Trip featuring Chester Bennington*)

    (Suppose you were to die tonight,
    What would you say?
    Do you believe in life after death?)

    In the chill of the night
    I can feel my heart racing
    As I run towards the light
    That seems so far...

    Holding back the years

    Holding back the years
    Thinking of the fear I ve had so long
    When somebody hears
    Listen to the fear that s gone
    Strangled by the wishes of pater
    Hoping for the arms of mater
    Get to me the sooner or later, oh Lord...

    I wrote you a waltz

    You heard I was lonely
    I heard you were blue
    I heard a song in my head
    I wrote it down here for you

    It’s nothing too fancy
    Just a few rhyming lines
    It’s just something to tell you
    That you’re on...

    Streets of your town

    Have you seen the old menthat lean on the wallsof salvation hallsin the streets of your town
    You can t have missedthe vagranthe is the rubblehe is the trouble you want to remove
    In the parks about sundownhe makes his bedhis shoes are a pillow for his head
    Have you seen the young...