Текст песни: Old Mans Child - Swallowed By A Buried One



Invisible freeze in the blood-wet grass

Combatants lying by their weapons

Feeling the warm blood

When the air turns cold and no one remains

Freezing the warm blood

And eating its way through and reigns

Men from the desert lands

by the sky-high forsakened hills

Erased by the passing of man`s creation

From the cliffs they have watched

over the thousand seas

And witnessed the decay and desperation

As illness and plague have caught them all

No one could heal, no one knew, for no one

had ever the knowledge

Few could they count by the elfin kings

That had seen what beauty had been raped

What ancestors mad with their healthy hands

What erected and what was formed and shaped

The finest art one had ever seen

Spectacular admirement of these mystic lands

One stood there alone, the only one left

Strong enough to survive

He was built by death, he was known by death

And he sings the victorious song

Simple deeds, destruction hands

Defeating its material self

We have left you now,

you will never be found again

Feeble fortune and rotting food

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Invisible freeze in the blood-wet grass

Combatants lying by their weapons

Feeling the warm blood

When the air turns cold and no one remains

Freezing the warm blood

And eating its way through and reigns

Men from the desert lands

by the sky-high forsakened hills

Erased by the passing of man`s creation

From the cliffs they have watched

over the thousand seas

And witnessed the decay and desperation

As illness and plague have caught them all

No one could heal, no one knew, for no one

had ever the knowledge

Few could they count by the elfin kings

That had seen what beauty had been raped

What ancestors mad with their healthy hands

What erected and what was formed and shaped

The finest art one had ever seen

Spectacular admirement of these mystic lands

One stood there alone, the only one left

Strong enough to survive

He was built by death, he was known by death

And he sings the victorious song

Simple deeds, destruction hands

Defeating its material self

We have left you now,

you will never be found again

Feeble fortune and rotting food

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