Sigh: The Dead Sing
Tekst piosenki
Brak wideo
Tekst piosenki
Sigh: The Dead Sing
listen to the song which we sing you mortal fools
it is a song of vengeance filled with hate
for the fury and flame of hell is burning
burning your soul, binding your fate
we will take what we need, there is no egress
we will sate our desires on all that is left
since the dawn of time evil has lived and dwelled
walking the shadows between the worlds
searing the flesh
tearing the spirit
scorched beyond existence
burnt to ashes
the skies turned to fire
all perished in flame
boiling the blood
igniting the soul
as dreams are scattered, who's next for the pyre?
whose essence is condemned to the fire?
we need your soul to set us free
the hundreth soul, corrupt and guilty
poisoned souls trapped in the dark with no hope of salvation
await the eve of destruction, to cross to your dimension
all the denizens of hell will journey from that world
to visit pain and darkness upon every man and child
the sentence is death, and pain you'll not escape
struggle for breath in vain your nemesis is shaped
what a miserable way to die!
skin stripped from flesh
your lifeless body cast
into nothingness
spectres are hunting, for mortal life
all your souls will be devoured!
vengeance is completed by the torments of hell
even the dead shall shred tears of fear
hatred is satiated by the lost souls that fell
even the dead cry for help; cry for help!
it is a song of vengeance filled with hate
for the fury and flame of hell is burning
burning your soul, binding your fate
we will take what we need, there is no egress
we will sate our desires on all that is left
since the dawn of time evil has lived and dwelled
walking the shadows between the worlds
searing the flesh
tearing the spirit
scorched beyond existence
burnt to ashes
the skies turned to fire
all perished in flame
boiling the blood
igniting the soul
as dreams are scattered, who's next for the pyre?
whose essence is condemned to the fire?
we need your soul to set us free
the hundreth soul, corrupt and guilty
poisoned souls trapped in the dark with no hope of salvation
await the eve of destruction, to cross to your dimension
all the denizens of hell will journey from that world
to visit pain and darkness upon every man and child
the sentence is death, and pain you'll not escape
struggle for breath in vain your nemesis is shaped
what a miserable way to die!
skin stripped from flesh
your lifeless body cast
into nothingness
spectres are hunting, for mortal life
all your souls will be devoured!
vengeance is completed by the torments of hell
even the dead shall shred tears of fear
hatred is satiated by the lost souls that fell
even the dead cry for help; cry for help!
Tłumaczenie piosenki
Sigh: The Dead Sing
Nie ma jeszcze tłumaczenia dla tego utworu
Bądź pierwszy i dodaj swoje tłumaczenie
Reklama
Reklama
Inne teksty wykonawcy
Sigh: The Dead Sing
-
Invitation To Die
- Sigh
-
Curse Of Izanagi
- Sigh
-
Seed Of Eternity
- Sigh
-
Diabolic Suicide
- Sigh
-
Infernal Cries
- Sigh
Skomentuj tekst
Sigh: The Dead Sing
Pisz jako Gość
4000 znaków do wpisania
Twój komentarz może być pierwszy
Reklama
Reklama
Polecane na dziś
Teksty piosenek
-
JET SKI (Kostek, Julita, Wujas)
EKIPA
„Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Dałem jej sporo lekcji Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Ona chce skakać na jet ski Dałem je”
-
Cali w złocie - feat. Faustyna Maciejczuk
Kizo
„Żeby podbić świat, czuję dzisiaj formę, czekam na Twój znak. I nie pytam, tylko Cię ze sobą porwę, bo wiem, że jesteś na tak. A gdy pojawi się znowu jakiś problem, to ja załatwię to. Nie wszystk”
-
Wild Child (Polska - Eurowizja 2026 preselekcje)
Anastazja Maciąg
„Why so serious? Tell me why you look so mysterious Illusions have got me delirious And over my head when you blow my mind Give me one more desert night I need your venom I'm a wild child Baby”
-
Slavic Boy prod. Crackhouse
QINGA
„Tylko Mój Slavic Boy który jest tu przy mnie ciągle Kiedy ktoś ma problem no to wali go na bombe Spóźnia mi się okres 2 miesiące Modle się by nie był ojcem Idziemy do klubu, mam wysokie obcasy ”
-
Streets Of Minneapolis
Bruce Springsteen
„Through the winter’s ice and cold Down Nicollet Avenue A city aflame fought fire and ice ‘Neath an occupier’s boots King Trump’s private army from the DHS Guns belted to their coats Came to Minn”
Reklama
Ostatnio wyszukiwane
Teksty piosenek
Wybrane
Teksty piosenek
Reklama
Tekst piosenki The Dead Sing - Sigh, tłumaczenie oraz teledysk. Poznaj słowa utworu The Dead Sing - Sigh. Znajdź teledyski, teksty i tłumaczenia innych piosenek - Sigh.
Komentarze: 0