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02 - The Plague

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Лицензия
Над треком работали
Alex Qwedra
Описание
Music by Alex Qwedra. All voices & vocals by Alex Qwedra. Lyrics by Alex Qwedra...Special translation into the English language with preservation of a rhyme by ShrtheAlm - Special thanx for that
История создания
1988/2005г.
Альбом
La Peste Negra Bubonica
Студия
qwedrastudio
Текст
***PLAGUE***


Satan: -You hear bells of death, my slave?

-You have betraid me!

-I should punish rebellious!

-I damn this land now!

Slave: -Oh, noooo master, noooo!

Priest: -The plague will come and will kill all alive here!!

Slave: -Master, no!

Devil: -The plague will come

-All here will kill

-Damnation is close!

-You hear her steps now!

Witch: ( Laughter of insane.)

Autor:

-I see a canvas in the house,

Beyond dark woods in a lost marsh.

Old hag on it astride a dreadful horse conjures

A darker force to rise and march.


A gold-covered threadbare frame.

Piously holds the letters of name.

The only six ancient letters to cast.

To fiercely shudder one’s mind of the past.


-Astride a steed she’s to be seen

To throng malice on lands and thee.

Dead people fixed are all over.

The living ones are cast in slumber


Die you too if still you’re fresh.

Give the soil your skull and flesh.

Seething brains and all remains.

Curdling blood through all the veins.


Putrid stench is in the town

We are soon to burn it down.

And to find within our calm

In a blackened frock to come.


She has come and wiped lands clean.

She is gone and corpses to be seen.

We shall be in cold blood now.

Cold enough to keep us calm.


-Essence of infection virus of requital.

All the living on land has been sentenced once again.

Faces of deceased crosses of christendom.

Who is left there will write the narration.


People on graveyards strangers of yesterday

The ones lying under part of the history

For god's sake they’ll never let us reiterate

Age of blasphemy with its punishment.


Devil: -I see a canvas in the house,

Beyond dark woods in a lost marsh.

Old hag on it astride a dreadful horse conjures

A darker force to rise and march.


-The plague will come

-All here will kill

-Damnation is close!

-You hear her steps now!

-Death is near!

Witch: (Laughter of insane.)

Priest: (You can hear there his scream of death)