Graveland - And The Horn Was Sounding Far Away | Текст Иностранной Песни
When my spirit was roaming among the winter's fog I saw my grey brother wolf drinking my blood. My body lay on the snow, disabled, mortally wounded. I, the last of the
Graveland - Born For War | Текст Иностранной Песни
I was a child when they took me away from my family I remember long and frosty winter and people looking hopelessly for food from this ancient time our cruel lord
Graveland - To Die In Fight | Текст Иностранной Песни
Cruel coldness turns my heart to ice heavy snowy clouds, covered the nightly sky Snow is falling, wind is blowing and its cold. Blood in my veins got stopped,
Graveland - The Celtic Winter | Текст Иностранной Песни
In Celtic Winter wolves wear the white garments... In Celtic Winter the weak hearts die... In Celtic Winter hunger tears human bowles... In Celtic Winter time slowly
Graveland - W Objecia Smierci | Текст Иностранной Песни
[bonus track: Polish version of "Into Death's Arms"] ...... Death is part of life And life is part of death Here on ancient tumulus Of our
Graveland - Die For Freedom | Текст Иностранной Песни
For freedom - Death For freedom - Blood For freedom - Fire For freedom - Destruction Warrior awake And step upon the path of honor Bid farewell to your family and
Graveland - In The Sea Of Blood | Текст Иностранной Песни
When blood covers your eyes When death dances around you Your laugh in her face with despise Because the time for your death has yet not come In the sea of blood, and storm
Graveland - Tyrants Of Cruelty | Текст Иностранной Песни
Death has sent it's angels Heralds of war pain and fear In sunlight or darkness of night Sinister tyrants of cruelty On their black horses travel all over the world
Graveland - Memory And Destiny | Текст Иностранной Песни
On a cold sunrise out of ashes I will resurrect in the shine of red sacrifice I which has seen the twilight of the Gods I will come back in old faith and full of strength I
Graveland - We Shall Prevail | Текст Иностранной Песни
We shall rise, and we Shall hasten On the paths of our ancestors We will pick up our broken and rusted swords And we will pierce them, for the death carrying steel A tribe