Текст и слова песни Lord Belial – And Heaven Eternally Burns (Realm......Part II)
And so God wept as the blood of his angels washed away
The last remains of the goodness in his beautiful kingdom
That now stood in raging flames and all evil demons was spreading
Their wickedness and plague as fast as rolling storms
To haunt for all eternity
And God wept as we baptized his last angel in his own blood
His wings withered his white cloak became red,
He cried in sorrow, vain and despair we liked to hear him scream
And God wept as his blood silently left his body
To fill our cups with tasteful wine
That we drank to celebrate our glorious victory
As he died a painful death
Withering wings and a burning heaven
God is dead we prevailed
Withering wings and a burning heaven
God is dead we prevailed
On this dark and beautiful midwinter night
The cold breeze of the winter wind blew in the hair
Of the dying angel and the voice of death silently whispered
So silent yet how majestic it was,
It whispered as the weak angel cried over the death of his god
How sweet it was to behold
His wings could no longer bear him,
Nor his pure heart of innocence could beat
15be
no more
His vision of a holy humanitarian world was forever crushed
This angel was to be no more, no w he s dead
Now I have destroyed the ones that I despise and hate,
My journey has now come to an end,
In the horizons beyond the crushed gates of heaven
You can behold thou sands of burning angels
Impaled on their crosses of innocence and beauty
And demons they shall become
God is dead I m the ruler of the universe
All beauty in man is gone and heaven eternally burns
Earth to us, ashes of angels and dust of Heaven
I am the tameless hate – my pleasure is your sorrow
I am the raging storm – devastator of all beauty
I am the eternal death – antagonist of all life
I am the purest evil – an image of hell itself
As night surrounds you and spirits call your name
A cold wind is blowing over the plain
A wind of death, of ice and pain
The wind you feel is my soul
I am the tameless hate – my pleasure is your sorrow
I am the raging storm – devastator of all beauty
I am the eternal death – antagonist of all life
I am the purest evil – an image of hell itself
The last remains of the goodness in his beautiful kingdom
That now stood in raging flames and all evil demons was spreading
Their wickedness and plague as fast as rolling storms
To haunt for all eternity
And God wept as we baptized his last angel in his own blood
His wings withered his white cloak became red,
He cried in sorrow, vain and despair we liked to hear him scream
And God wept as his blood silently left his body
To fill our cups with tasteful wine
That we drank to celebrate our glorious victory
As he died a painful death
Withering wings and a burning heaven
God is dead we prevailed
Withering wings and a burning heaven
God is dead we prevailed
On this dark and beautiful midwinter night
The cold breeze of the winter wind blew in the hair
Of the dying angel and the voice of death silently whispered
So silent yet how majestic it was,
It whispered as the weak angel cried over the death of his god
How sweet it was to behold
His wings could no longer bear him,
Nor his pure heart of innocence could beat
15be
no more
His vision of a holy humanitarian world was forever crushed
This angel was to be no more, no w he s dead
Now I have destroyed the ones that I despise and hate,
My journey has now come to an end,
In the horizons beyond the crushed gates of heaven
You can behold thou sands of burning angels
Impaled on their crosses of innocence and beauty
And demons they shall become
God is dead I m the ruler of the universe
All beauty in man is gone and heaven eternally burns
Earth to us, ashes of angels and dust of Heaven
I am the tameless hate – my pleasure is your sorrow
I am the raging storm – devastator of all beauty
I am the eternal death – antagonist of all life
I am the purest evil – an image of hell itself
As night surrounds you and spirits call your name
A cold wind is blowing over the plain
A wind of death, of ice and pain
The wind you feel is my soul
I am the tameless hate – my pleasure is your sorrow
I am the raging storm – devastator of all beauty
I am the eternal death – antagonist of all life
I am the purest evil – an image of hell itself
К сожалению, прослушивание недоступно в данный момент
