Moonsorrow Lyrics
Moonsorrow Lyrics
"Luopion Veri Lyrics"
Commuter Love Lyrics
Freezing Monday morning She is waiting for her train to come I brush past her, smell her perfume Watch her hair move as she turns to go She doesn't know I exist I'm gonna keep it like this I'm not gonna take any risks this time She's not like the others With their papers and their headphones on She reads novels by French authors with loose morals She can do no wrong I wouldn't say I'm obsessed I don't wanna see her undressed We can be prince and princess in my dream And we're dancin
Freezing Monday morning She is waiting for her train to come I brush past her, smell her perfume Watch her hair move as she turns to go She doesn't know I exist I'm gonna keep it like this I'm not gonna take any risks this time She's not like the others With their papers and their headphones on She reads novels by French authors with loose morals She can do no wrong I wouldn't say I'm obsessed I don't wanna see her undressed We can be prince and princess in my dream And we're dancin
Auringon kullanhohde hiipuu pimeyteen,
petollisen valloittajan loppu lähenee.
Usvaisten metsien kansa valmistautuu hyökkäykseen,
isiensä uskon puolesta se taistelee.
Kun valo katoaa he esiin marssivat
ja miekat rautaiset pian ilmassa tanssivat.
Ei henkiin kukaan jää, he kaiken tuhoaa.
On vasara heill' kaulalla, risti ruohikkoon putoaa.
Teurastus alkakoon...
Kuoloon luopion...
Vihollisen veri virtaa miekan kahvalle
kun terä sitä janoten jo syöksyy syvälle.
Profeetan lapset,
kohtalonne on kirjoitettu miekkojemme teriin.
Liian kauan olette maitamme asuttaneet.
Emme tarvitse vapahtajaanne,
emme valkoista valhettanne.
Kahlitsematonta ette voi vapauttaa.
Luonto on äitimme,
hänen povellaan alttarimme.
Pyhimpämme kaikkialla ympärillä asustaa.
Hanget säihkyvät, kosket kuohuvat.
Ne jumalamme ovat,
omaamme emme anna pois.<
Divided Lyrics
Featuring Brandon Boyd of Incubus Lyrics written by Brandon Boyd Music Writen by Mikey Doling/Tumor Fahnestock Produced by Mikey Doling/Tumor Fahnestock and Jim Wirt Engineered by Jim Wirt Strings by Jim Wirt Guitars: Mikey Doling Bass: Tumor Fahnestock Drums: Shannon Larkin You are divided for now for now You are divided for now for now You are divided I have a wish I want to learn I wish to see and I want to affirm... That what I see in reflection day to
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Featuring Brandon Boyd of Incubus Lyrics written by Brandon Boyd Music Writen by Mikey Doling/Tumor Fahnestock Produced by Mikey Doling/Tumor Fahnestock and Jim Wirt Engineered by Jim Wirt Strings by Jim Wirt Guitars: Mikey Doling Bass: Tumor Fahnestock Drums: Shannon Larkin You are divided for now for now You are divided for now for now You are divided I have a wish I want to learn I wish to see and I want to affirm... That what I see in reflection day to
Pohjoiseen olitte saapuva,
kaukaa tulitte
ja sinne joudutte vielä kerran palaamaan.
Sillä jälleen keihäämme
saalistavat luopioiden verta.
Kuolema lampaille jotka riistivät uskomme,
Pohjolasta poistukaa tai kohdatkaa kostomme.
On jumalanne meille vieras olento,
se ikuisuuksiin kadotkoon, vihamme tuntekoon.
Pian armoa jo anotaan, ei pelastusta näy.
Metsän piiloon samotaan, tie kirveen terään käy.
On taistelu koht' voitettu, jo aamu sarastaa,
pian soturimme ratsastaa kohti Tuonelaa.
Kohti Tuonelaa...
Valloittaja katoaa...
Vihollisen veri virtaa miekan kahvalle
kun terä sitä janoten jo syöksyy syvälle.
Verta vuodattakaa... kuolemaa...
Rauta kalskahtaa... tuskaa...
Tappakaa... kylväkää tuhoa...
Terät tanssikaa... verta janoten...
[English translation:]
[BLOOD OF AN APOSTATE]
Dying out
Letter to a John Lyrics
Don't ask me why I'm crying I'm not going to tell you what's wrong I'm just gonna sit on your lap For five dollars a song I want you to pay me for my beauty I think it's only right 'Cause I have been paying for it All of my life I'm gonna take the money I make I'm gonna take the money I make I'm gonna take the money I make And I'm gonna go away... We barely have time to react in this world Let alone rehearse And I don't think I'm better than you But I don't think that I
is the sheen of the sun, darknessDon't ask me why I'm crying I'm not going to tell you what's wrong I'm just gonna sit on your lap For five dollars a song I want you to pay me for my beauty I think it's only right 'Cause I have been paying for it All of my life I'm gonna take the money I make I'm gonna take the money I make I'm gonna take the money I make And I'm gonna go away... We barely have time to react in this world Let alone rehearse And I don't think I'm better than you But I don't think that I
closing in
and the conqueror so treacherous stands at his mortal end.
The people of the deep woods gathering for attack,
for the faith of their fathers' they now raise all arms.
When the light disappears they march in from
everywhere
and soon their swords made of iron clatter in the air.
There's no one to survive, everything they will destroy.
Sign of the hammer they carry, to the ground all crosses fall.
Let the slaughter begin...
Until the traitor's end...
The blood of an enemy is pouring down the sword
whilst the blade thirsting for it dashes deeper in.
Children of the prophet,
your fate is written within the steel of our blades.
For too long have you inhabited our lands.
We do not need your savior,
we do not need your lies.
Whoever is unfettered, no man can set him free.
Nature is our mother,
our altar on her bosom.
The most sacred of ours dwell everywhere around.
Now see the snowdrifts shine, hear the rapids
rush.
They a
Man In Control? Lyrics
I count the cracks in the pavement. Where the weeds and wishes grow. Every car is a reminder. That there's someplace else to go. I steal a moment beside you. Can you hear me whispering? I don't know what divides you. And I wonder if it's me. I'm a man who needs control. A little space, just to soothe my soul. And sometimes I'm too far away. I'm well enough to believe your lies. And sick enough to believe you're mine. If it's painful just because. Don't be surprised if you're in love.
re the gods we worshipI count the cracks in the pavement. Where the weeds and wishes grow. Every car is a reminder. That there's someplace else to go. I steal a moment beside you. Can you hear me whispering? I don't know what divides you. And I wonder if it's me. I'm a man who needs control. A little space, just to soothe my soul. And sometimes I'm too far away. I'm well enough to believe your lies. And sick enough to believe you're mine. If it's painful just because. Don't be surprised if you're in love.
and we will not forsake what's ours.
And you came up north,
so far from home
where you shall once again return.
For once more do our spears prey on the blood of
the apostates.
Death to the sheep who deprived us of our faith,
either withdraw from the north or our vengeance you shall know.
The god of yours is such a distant creature to our folk,
it shall vanish into eternities with our wrath upon.
Soon imploring for mercy with no escape in
sight.
Running through the forests but never hiding from our blades.
The battle soon is overcome, the morning rays do rise,
and soon do our great warriors ride onwards to Tuonela.
Onwards to Tuonela...
And the conqueror is gone...
The blood of an enemy is pouring down the sword
whilst the blade thirsting for it dashes deeper in.
Shed the blood... death overcome...
Sound the clash of iron... pain overcome...
Kill them all... sow destruction...
Clatter in the air... declare a hunt for blood...