Paroles de The priory

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pochette album The priory
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Date de parution : 06/06/2014

Durée : 0:03:59

Style : Heavy Metal



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The mist carried tidings of fire and blood:
On northern waves the dragons ride.
Heaven shall mourn what darkness will scorn
On the day when prayers die.
The omens spoke of a rising beast
That sailed out from the eastern shores.
Brethren will cry and angels will sigh
On the day of the fiendish force.

Aaaah, the priory burned.
Aaaah, aflame and ablaze.

The heathen horde struck from the sea
Like a cut from a tempered blade.
In black the day was hung by the foreign
Dragon's tongue
On the day of the sinister raid.
A plundered parish by a pagan plague
Perished under the autumn clouds.
Their embers went cold as fate did unfold
And wrapped them in a solacing shroud.

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