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Amon Amarth
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Down the Slopes of Death
作词:Fredrick Andersson, Johan Hegg, Ted Oscar Lundstrom, Olavi Mikkonen, Johan Soderberg
Down the slopes of death he rides The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky Invasion has begun
Fields of flames greets his eye He smells the fear and pain Of dying men in agony It can drive a man insane
All enemies flee his spear No bow, nor axe do harm All father rides out on fields of fear When Heimdal sounds the alarm
But on the field waits his fate Foretold in ancient times A beast with sharp yellow teeth And hateful, burning yes
Today, he'll draw his final breath The wisest god of all His son will avenge his death Iormundr's brother will fall
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 He knows now what is to come No use to try and run What is to be, let it be done What is to be, let it be done
He knows now what is to come No use to try and run What is to be, let it be done What is to be, let it be done
Today, he'll draw his final breath The wisest god of all His son will avenge his death Iormundr's brother will fall
Down the slopes of death he rides The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky Invasion has begun
Down the slopes of death he rides The eight hooves pound like drums Darkness reigns the crumbling sky No more is the sun
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