Bathory - Under The Runes | Текст Иностранной Песни
In great numbers we advance before dawn By the great hail this great fight is born Among the clouds now our black wings fills the air No more frontlines the holy battle is
Bathory - Hammerheart | Текст Иностранной Песни
Now that the wind called my name And my star had faded now hardly a glimpse up in the empty space And the wise one-eyed great father in the sky stilled my flame For the
Bathory - Equimanthorn | Текст Иностранной Песни
Grant me the powers of thunder And give me a sword forged in the raging Hell's fire Lend me the eight legged black stallion of Odin and I'll have my vengeance, oh,
Bathory - Through Blood By Thunder | Текст Иностранной Песни
(For as long as the grass grows For as long as the stream flows And the sun shines down unto those *** For how long the wind blows And the sky is blue above us)
Bathory - Song To Hall Up High | Текст Иностранной Песни
I know you watch over me Father of all the past And all that will ever be You are the first and the last The watcher of all that lives The guardian of all that
Bathory - For All Those Who Died | Текст Иностранной Песни
For all those who cried aloud But whose tears were never heard For questioning one almighty father Of a heavenly distanced world Beloved thee who submit The holy
Bathory - 33 Something | Текст Иностранной Песни
Chained to the log. Handcuffed and drugged. Still pain is all you feel. A piece of meat that hardly breathes. Still much a human being. Forcing his way into your ass.
Bathory - Bestial Lust (bitch) | Текст Иностранной Песни
She is open wide She isn't hard to please She drives me fucking wild I want her on her knees She floats and insists I am hot and can't resist She suck me to the core
Bathory - The Stallion | Текст Иностранной Песни
Tendons and [Incomprehensible] of steel And the blaze of lightning in its eyes White as the snow on the hills And its reins that I hold, they are mine This stallion
Bathory - Necromansy | Текст Иностранной Песни
Heil satanic majesty tonight we sacrifice We drink our own blood and blasphemy while the moon is our only light We whisper our sorcery the acid takes us