Poeta Magica - Morrigu's Song | Текст песни

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Chorus: A sword day, an axe day, the red dance of steel
The blood-hunt, the head-hunt, the ravens' delight
We slaughter great armies to make her a meal
We follow the radient Queen of the night

I come with the tempest, on black wings I come
The wrath of the earth, a flash in the sky
I gather the harvest, I beat the black drum
The Goddess of death and of battle am I

My hard-handed lovers I summon you all
By blood and by fire, for battle I crave
Leave wife and leave children, leave house and leave hall
Come under my pinions come love me and rave

Chorus: A sword day, an axe day, the red dance of steel
The blood-hunt, the head-hunt, the ravens' delight
We slaughter great armies to make her a meal
We follow the radient Queen of the night

My love is unending, my lust never dies
Come pile me a hill of skulls and of bones
My heart it is yearning for your battle-cries
I sing you a love song when the big war-drum drones

So kingdoms have fallen, so empires shake
For I am the Queen of death and of war
My warriors I bless you, for foes' heart I break
And no sound is sweater than my army's great roar

Chorus: A sword day, an axe day, the red dance of steel
The blood-hunt, the head-hunt, the ravens' delight
We slaughter great armies to make her a meal
We follow the radient Queen of the night

I am your provider in life and in death
I give you my love and my love never ends
I give you great valour until your last breath
And in my realm there are swords for your hands

Chorus: A sword day, an axe day, the red dance of steel
The blood-hunt, the head-hunt, the ravens' delight
We slaughter great armies to make her a meal
We follow the radient Queen of the night

I come with the tempest, on black wings I come
The wrath of the earth, a flash in the sky
I gather the harvest, I beat the black drum
The Goddess of death and of battle am I

Chorus: A sword day, an axe day, the red dance of steel
The blood-hunt, the head-hunt, the ravens' delight
We slaughter great armies to make her a meal
We follow the radient Queen of the night

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