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Text skladby In The Mountains

z alba MMXVIII

Autor hudby: Dustborn
Autor textu: Jan Pavlíček

Mists raised throughout mountain passes
Menacing silence engulfed the plains
As the lone wolf returned to his lair
And the frightened screams resumed to poison the air

It is a perilous journey to reach the top of the mountain
the wolf lurks along the pathways
craving your blood, drawn to your heat

I‘ll drink you blood and tear your flesh
eviscerate you and hang you on a chain
but not before you reach your limit

I‘ll wait for you on every corner
conceiled by shadows, covered by fog
I‘ll leap from darkness and rip the life from you

He dwells deep in the vicious mountains
His hunger never satisfied
And when you stray on his soil
The sun will no longer rise

He drinks alone every night
His thirst remain unquenched
And when you knock on his door
The scythe shall fall

Rain fell on the blood tracks
Hiding the true nature of these lands
And the lone wolf stood guard again
Waiting, and sharpening his blades

It is a perilous journey to reach the top of the mountain
the wolf lurks along the pathways
desiringblood, craving pain

I‘ll drink you blood and tear your flesh
eviscerate you and hang you on a chain
but not before you reach your limit

I‘ll wait for you on every corner
conceiled by shadows, covered by fog
I‘ll leap from darkness and rip the life from you

He dwells deep in the vicious mountains
His hunger never satisfied
And when you stray on his soil
The sun will no longer rise

He drinks alone every night
His thirst remain unquenched
And when you knock on his door
The scythe shall fall