Текст песни Wolfkrieg - Dance Of Bloody Wives

Outgoing from black heavens
Intimate source, rebel
Sparks of copies of bloody brides
Cut veins in Routine suffered.

Shore thread shadow pattern
Will wolf wrestling in your dreams,
Peeling the funeral fire
Low songs scraps lines.

In the rope of the powerful soul, ice,
Hide the clouds of their bodies
Darkness that bears the Horde
In the passionate dance to pay off the winds.

Cold lands of their moon lonely
Silence silent horizons
To the center of the world collecting the fervor cereal
Will, hate throwing Skitanya.

Splits the heroic halls,
Uploading the space by the gates,
Raced hot metal
Among the flesh of poor ruins.

Fill the wits with the joy of Chane,
Spreading off fate to tear thousands of threads,
Drink moral bleeding wound
The predatory cozope from the lives of spilled.

So burn in frantic dance,
With the king of the abilities of heavenly
Awarding the freedom of the Lamb,
From the fogs of the lead resurrected.

Shore thread shadow pattern
Will wolf wrestling in your dreams,
Peeling the funeral fire
Low songs scraps lines.

Anem of the Virgin Call
Run the sword, from laughter of rusty,
On the bed of the ashes of raw
From bloody rains of insub.

Who to flounded loves in the hindrance,
These hymns do not believe, do not believe.
Spirit abandoned Heroes,
Those are spinning in the Waltz of Death.