Список текстов песен bathory
Текст песни:
Now the night lays dark and cold
Upon a world at sleep
Across he world sweeps a crimson haze
Now the virgin′s seal is broken
The fertility rite is complete
And the seed is sown in a holy place
Born a child of the underworld
The fire and flame
Born a child of the underworld
Desire and pain
Born a child of the underworld
Evil prevail
Born a child of the underworld...
Now the day is slowly fading
The 12th night is comed
Prepare soon the virgin shall give birth
To the son of Satan, Child of Hell
Spread the news across the universe
Satan′s child is born tonight by womb untouched and pure
All Hell rejoice the birth of the Son
Laced in sin
Child of Hell
The spirit of lust and pain
Baptised in sacred angel blood
Now Evil can prevail
The fire and flame
Desire and pain
Evil prevail
Born a child of the underworld...
So light the 13 Candles
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
I drink the blood
From cup of death
I sip the milk from tied up
Angels holy breasts
I fuck the whore and eat her flesh
And when the daylight comes
I sleep in Satan′s nest
Pestilence Black Death
Circles drawn in blood
Read the holy writtings backwards
Burn the house of God
Sacrifice of human flesh
Anal kiss of Hell
Mother of Satanic child
Cast your withces spells
Witchcraft
I run the night with white wolfs pack
I ride the wind of Mayhem
Down to Hell and back
I masturbate on Golden throne
And quench my thirst
From sacred virgins fragile throats
Pestilence Black Death
Circles drawn in blood
Read the holy writtings backwards
Burn the house of God
Sacrifice of human flesh
Anal kiss of Hell
Mother of Satanic child
Cast your withces spells
Witchcraft
Pestilence Black Death
Circles drawn in blood
Read the holy writtings backwards
Burn the house of God
Sacrifice of human flesh
Anal kiss of Hell
Mother of Satanic child
Cast your withces spells
Witchcraft
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
I am not of Jesus Christ I′m not
and I am not a Satanic Child I′m not
and I know not no property of high or low
and I know where I come from and whereto I will go
Rat race and symbols. Crucifix and flesh.
Politics and fashion. Religion and death.
I am just a human being I am
and I am a eat-sleep-fucking-machine I am
and I am another mortal piece of meat.
Yet I am too fast and alive for you to hand no sign on me.
Holy writings. Tax and Law. Angel wings or frying.
Suicides no use at all. We′re all Born To Die.
I am not no more a sinner or saint than fucking all of you.
I am no more close or far away from the truth.
I am no believer or receiver of holy or unholiness.
I am I′m fucking no more or less.
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
When horny flames begins to rise
To burn your flesh and bone
That′s when you realize you′ve never
Been so scared and alone
You start to cry you′re gonna die
So pray for all your sins
The flames begins to reach too high
The fire burns and wins
Die in fire Die in fire
Die in fire Die in fire
You can′t take the heat much longer
You can′t stand the burning pain
The night is far too dark for angels
So light up the night with flames
Nothing really turns me on
Like seeing you burn to dust
But you are not alone to feel the heat
My body burns with lust
Die in fire Die in fire
Die in fire Die in fire
Now when your body burned to dust
Is spread by the midnight breeze
I gotta find another girl
To satisfy my needs
I′ll tie her up and then once more
The all caressing flames
Shall rise again to light the night
And she will scream of pain
Die in fire Die in fire
Die in fire Die in fire
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
I′m not too big a fan of beer but I need a drink
If I smoked I could use a zip now I′m on the brink
I′ve been all geared up now for how long I don′t know
I need to slow myself down somewhat it′s been so long
So all I do is staring at my ceiling where the rain keeps coming in
I seem unable to relax don′t know how to begin
Should I just lay down and close my eyes and pretend that I am dead
I need some help to float away would you please hit my damn head
I need some help to float away would you please hit my damn head
Hit my head
I never took no drugs I guess I′m just not the type
That maharishi-guy was never quite mine I was chose to bye the hype
Cosmic yoghurt and Jesus Christ was never my cup of tea
Sure thing girls are much great fun but at times they are probably best let be
So still I keep on staring...
I need some help to float away...
Hit my head
I need some help to float away...
Hit my head
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
Land of unforgiving winter
Cold, clad in white, under a dark grey sky
Silent, the wind, it whispers
Pale sun of gold, gazing from far up high
Endless forests, lakes of water dark and deep
Misty mountains, where giants sleep
Nordland
High about all, the ravens
Spreading their wings to fly to the hall up high
Messengers of the all fathers
Oden behold all with his one eye
Eagle soaring, old crow cries
This land and heaven, forever tied
Nordland
Cold the waves along the shoreline
White wolfs realm from here to mountains high afar
Land of ours since it rose out of deep cold sea
Shine on our path, yes brightest of all, Northstar
Foreverdark woods, cold winds sweep
Barren landscape, untamed and bleak
Nordland
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
Silver, the moon high over pond of water calm and dark
Woe, mist, the breath of the dragon, sweeping down mountain side
All still, the day asleep, the sun rests in nest of the Gods
Afar high adventures await me, I hear my brothers calling
Spring is here and the ice breaks free
The endless sky and open sea
I will sail where the Raven will lead me
Fly on black wings, high and free
I shall return with the wind the day
From high adventures, swelling sail
Autumn red comes to Asa bay
Meet me by the well where the water, crystal clear, flows free
From deep within the great mountain towering to the sky
I will be awaiting you coming down treading the trails of clues
Bare feet, let your hair down like the mist across the pond
In dawn of time, before gods and man
When earth and shy was first divided
A star did fall into river deep
A star of gold into silvery water
While I sail, by this you shall remember me
Wear it, yours forever to deep
To bind us beyond end of time, to thee I give a ring of gold
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
Steadily on jagged wings
Feathers black against the burning sky
Spread your wings and ride the wind
Gaze down on me with blackest eyes
Fly my Ravens,fly ahead
Over the mountain and endless sky
Fly my Ravens,over my head
Let the wind carry you up high
Fly my Ravens,it′s time to fly
And for me maybe to die
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
Forward : ride the ocean′s waves
be bold : glory to the brave
Deep the sea : above me eternal sky
freezing winds : cold to the limbs : the waves are high
sleepless nights : the bleak moonlight : the chill and damp
by morning light : a strip of land we see
Vinland : crossing the endless raging ocean
Vinland : follow the stars and the sign of the raven
Vinland : watch the horizon for the strip of the western land
Vinland : plough through the waves white wolfs at a raging sea
The wind : mighty : fills your sail
onward : to the land in your fathers′ tale
Forward brothers : reward awaits the bold and brave
white sons of north : through hail and storms : we rode the waves
we beach the ship upon the coast of western land
and rest our tired limbs among the reed and sand
Vinland : crossing the endless raging ocean
Vinland : follow the stars and the sign of the raven
Vinland : watch the horizon for the strip of the western land
Vinland : plough through the waves white wolfs at a raging sea
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
Augsburg eagle 109
Mottled battle dress
Lifting-off climbing up high
Der scwarm lined up abreast
Cutting through the ice cold air
On wings burdened with fuel and led
I′ll fly and fight my rest will come
At wars end or when I am dead
The word Frei Jagd is given
Arm your guns and set the trim
Watch out for the escort
Now let the hunt begin
Where eagles fly eternal sky
The battlefield up high
Twist and strike my mount of knights
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
White contrails across the sky
Target sighted 2′o clock high
Steadily on giant wings in a box formation
Now the killing begins
I comence a run-in from astern
Six barrel′s of mind sound
Trailing smoke the bomber tuble
Spinning nose down first towards the ground
Out of ammunition
Low on fuel I break away
To whell down refuel and rearm
To intercept their second wave
Hanging by your prop I climb
Again in the sky
Way above those blooded fields
My faithful Augsburg eagle 109
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
When I asked myself the other day I came to realise I′m not ok
I′ve burned my fingers bad before I′ve seen myself through worse I′m sure
But just the same I′m really not ok
Oh how I wish that I could sleep
I try but won′t just sink that deep
My fingers won′t stop aching so tired yet awaken
Or should I let it all loose and just weep
I′ve been pacing up and down my floors I have lost all sense of time
I sometimes halt and ask myself if I′m about to loose my mind
All in all I know
From when I get up way past lunch time I keep on asking myself
If when the night falls hard on all I′m up to pace around again
All in all I know
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
A veil of mist, a foreign coast
The calm before their battle cry
Steel drawn, the line of shields must hold
Through mist, the first arrow, it flies
Battle, hold firm the line in battle
Shoulder by shoulder, brothers at side
We may stand victorious or fall
This fine day, a fine day to die
We shall fight and may die by the sword
Cutting through flesh and bone, your sword
My brother, our father taught you well
But from behind the unseen blow
Mortally wounded, down you tell
Battle, hold firm the line in battle
Shoulder by shoulder, brothers at side
Silent by my side you did fall
This was a fine day a fine day to die
Brother, I′ll keep your broken sword
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
System the crocked cross
the code yellow star
machinery of death will grind
the trains keep on rolling
both nearby and far
the cargo is of Abrahams kind
Gasping for air
in the stench and the heat
losing track of the number of days
only the cramped space
keeps people afeet
while all hope vanishes like a haze
All comes to hault
and the doors slam wide open
then all are called out on the ground
a sweet sour smell
fills all lungs on the platform
the roar of the death machine sounds
Phallos of death
giant chimneys arise
spewing ashes and fire way high
the disciplin of racial purity
the code by which you all
fuckin′ must die
Distinguish to Kill
Distinguish to Kill
Shiny black leather boots
peaked caps in grey
sporting the deaths head mean grin
yellow star patch
and pink triangle displayed
numbers inked into bear skin
Rows of barbed wire
high voltaged in miles
ensurance to kill all last hope
the only way out of this hell is to go
through the chimney
like thick burning smoke
Burning the bodies
the owens glow white
as the heat cracks the skulls open wide
bodily human fluids joins the melted fat
running down the collecting pipes
Now grinding the piles
of burned bones to powder
the system perfected and complete
all to attain and remain in purity racialy
the wheels turn in deaths industry
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
Listen I may well I hear what you′re sayin′
But you know we′re not the bread & butter
Anymore these days everything′s changed there′s no use in arrangin′
Some kinda thing it′s all enough to hump for fun these days
Once upon a time I just can′t figure why
I was such a sorry sucker for that never lastin′ feel inside
Now we don′t talk ′bout if we should stay or walk
We′re just f*ckin′ now or should I say hump for these days
Now too long ago I was walking out your door
We had parted we had called it a day
Someone else had comed around and we should share your scarce time
And even though you two would not prevail
This has set a new scene there′s no use in f*ckin′ dreamin′
I′m afraid too much has changed now that we′re both free
Why bother to feel why don′t we just enjoy the screwing
And keep on to hump for fun these days
One of these days we are gonna have to set the pace
Should we go on pumpin′ or say goodbye to the humpin′ days
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
I′m not made perfect I don′t know everything
From time to time my mind is on the virtual brink
I′ve had my moments when I′ve prepared for all
I′ve even failed to have a woman given my number to call
Some say that life without a little sh*t is no life at all
Is no life at all
Even my pubic hair has got it′s share of split ends
I′ve felt at times that every ounce of me was made from f*ckin′ lead
But I have never felt I had to take that easy way out
By putting some damn f*ckin′ stotgun to my head
Some say...
Is no life at all
@ Bathory
Текст песни:
I was the straw to which you hung on
I came to enlight your silly life as far as I can see
I taught you everything I know
Still you′re stupid as before so far as I can see
Life is like a roller coaster hang on pretty tight
Up′n down′n wrong′n right now hang on for your life
I had you sense the major thrill
I elevated you from filth it was there for all to see
I had you accepted I got you right but bet your ass there was
A lot I had to sacrifice and still I hurt and bleed
Life is like...
@ Bathory
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Швед воротился, откуда явился (историческая).
Чтобы успешно воевать, надо много знать.
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Умерла та курица, которая несла татарам золотые яйца.
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