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Rotting Christ - He,the Aethyr




Продолжаем слушать металюг с Эллады - Rotting Christ.
Это их моя любимая песня,думаю она вам тоже понравиться.


In the sleepy night
From a breezy bite
O earth
your son born
the sky
The tireless shield of mankind
Wake! under a sun that scatters its shine
And praise the stars from the field of the night
Words full of faith that sound so bright
Scattered in ether but they are surmrised
Teached how to kill your blaze inside
Preached how to leave the fear beside
You infernal soul reveal the wise
How the beauty borns from inside

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BORN FROM INSIDE and burn the Angel
SPAWN PROCREATE and kill the menial
Faint the light that comes from the blaze

That crush and raze all of your bowels
BORN FROM INSIDE and burn the Angel
SPAWN PROCREATE and kill the menial
Seed the thorn that bears the flame
That burns inside you and willing to frame
O tireless shield of mankind
The thorn of death so much chars me
That my spark returned to you
And fire the stars that light the way to you

[CHORUS]

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Rotting Christ - Athanati Este



Греки мочат Блэк метал! Советую всем послушать.

Большая часть песни пропусчена из-за того что портал не потдерживает язык,каким написана эта песня...(

And when the bells of fate sound
Digging your soul deep into the ground
Setting your sense to the bound
Spreading your eminence all around
And when the bells of fate sound
You walk in pathless ways till the dawn
Screaming for salvation so loud
Spreading your indulgence all around

And when the bells of fate sound
Then you immortals stand up and shout
Then you blessed martyrs doubt
Here comes a new age's blow

Slaves of fate instigate
And feel your sword's blazing edge
Your section to the enemy
Wound for the sleepy age
Slaves of fate instigate
And feel your sword's blazing edge
Your section to the enemy
Wound for the sleepy age