Testo Crimson Rain - Einherjer
Testo della canzone Crimson Rain (Einherjer), tratta dall'album Norwegian Native Art
A man like a red mesh led by the great hero in death
Behind a grisly image, a grim and glassy wrath
Striking portrait hidden in a cool and ancient vision
Bound by final bravery to the eye of Odin
I see
An axe to the sword
It's the wind that you will face
Born at the end of the world
Storm to storm clouds, the force of fate
Weaving the web of war
Nightfall, doomfall, death's call fall
Beware the crimson train
Precious thoughts of warfare gaining mortal sacrifice
Taste of blood and vomit
Pretzels of a serpents rage
Emerging from the blood red sky is storming birds of prey
Shrieking, screaming, raging, spellers
Catch the blood and await the fallen
My spear can spear, my sword still kill
Grinding death by will
To be seen, to be found
Who dies first, who follows after?
My infinite powers, like the strength of a storming sea
So it is for now and so shall it forever be
An axe to the sword
It's the wind that you will face
Born at the end of the world
Storm to storm clouds, the force of fate
Weaving the web of war
Nightfall, doomfall, death's call fall
Beware the crimson train
Sacrifice my life for Odin's cause
Grant immortality
Rise again tonight, the roaring dead
Await the horns sound
In days of yore, in truths of tales then told
You and everyone of you will follow me abroad
Into my thrall I am aghast by all
An axe to the sword
It's the wind that you will face
Born at the end of the world
Storm to storm clouds, the force of fate
Weaving the web of war
Nightfall, doomfall, death's call fall
Become the crimson train
Credits
Writer(s): Frode Glesnes, Gerhard Storesund
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