Diabolical Masquerade все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

In Dewy Fields of an Autumnal yet Springful Age
A Forest was Seen yet Impossible to Gaze Through
Within only a few Trees all Sound Devoured
Even the Open Skies Outside would Lose it's Light
Once the Darkness Could Escape it's Soulflight
Winter Crawled Away from Earth to Keep the Forest One Seasoned

The Wolves got Gathered by their Hunger

Once upon a Time in a Medieval Legendary World
In late December Cold of the Thousand Winter Season
Blackheim took Farewell of his Crypts in the Forestrealms
and Rode into the Horizonland Unreachable for Mortals

The Mighty Skies turned into a Colour of Blackest Midnight
Still the Winds knew where to Travel on a Forthblown Path
He Passed the Chasm so Below and the Home of Aurora Borealis

A Lonesome Wind Entered the Pits of my Dreams
Swept my Thirst into Shades of Gleams
It Spread a Rain of Ethereal Tunes
Coloured my Pictures so Freezing Cold

By the Shelter of the Night the Pale Silver Eye Returned
In the Distance of the Nordic Light the Inverted Horizon Burned

Death Takes 'em all...

I am the Hater!
The Sin of God, the Whore of Life
I am the Will who Kill for the Bloody Sake of Death

I am the Hater!
The Fear, the Lies, the Painful Cries

The shadow we for got of the dead some tragedy
I'm crush dead frays out fame it to do
Path of blackness the path to mighty forest
Bleaching through defeat it purr back its wallow it shay:pick turn infernal

Gave it to the spat the forest lent be hide look at this sane legion we're won't to die

Desire in latch we want it forehead and captured within for resole is side

Under Banners of Baalzathorn We Ride Towards the Dawn
Hold your Steel Close to Hand and Say Farewell to your Motherland
Into the Horizonlines Spears so Sharp in Daylight Shines
Attack the Realms Unknown Hordes of Brave Men fully Grown
With Winds from our Northstar Striking Shores oh so Far
Across the Sea and Land in Armour Proud We Stand

As Northern Gods Weґre Born

Terror reaching for me when I am dead
It preaching be fault, match you in love rider on the bones
With fission got the snake on deep
Parable fate, to die under ruin, we go wherever you down
Pierced by grey ophidian wall
Dab my heart; break within worried and worried again
Horror; five sadness goal up
The serial pain maybe to rise it trapped this cult of evil

...Sweet dreams my dear little child
Sweet dreams my dear little child
I burn for touching a bead of your own mass
You will be gone now forever
Try to sleep one more time

A spirit light comes through
Silent bringer of death

Somewhere Beyond the Frozen Moors in the Highest North
Where only the Falling Snow from the Sky managed to Enter
A Kingdom Forever Deserted since it's Birth
Forgotten in the Extremest of Storms and Cold
A Landscape in Ancient Sleep of Deathlike Silence
Yet Breathing in the Growing Wastelands of Frost

[Voice:] "...At the End of this Bitter Winter Eternity

Bloodstained Lips Drawn Back From teeth
To Reveal a Wide Humourless Grin
Lifeless Eyes in a Cold Black Stare
Three Years in The Grave - Undead Presence
Riding the Winds of Harvest
Bloodline of the Sand and Soul
Miracles of the Undeserted
Descending From the Vault Above

Crusting the gate of power desire
You wanna heist you was so blind
What prepared me in stood sow avouches
More are feed close your eyes

Forget to dark legion to trickle phantom
Beautiful light does make can shut closed

Caught in a Woodsleep
Miles Down the Crypts Beneath
Desert Sands lay Deep
Sworn to an Obscure Belief

Shapes with Serpent Faces
Watchers in Deathwish Cry
Warpzones in Mazes