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Ash of Ashes piosenki

Utwory wykonawcy:

Ash to Ash

From far above the horn does sound the end is nigh, the blazing east the ancient tree consumed by fire, sword and axe in times of wrath Fare-well to light the gods’ demise on the ship of nails destruction sails from a sky aflame The how...

Chambers of Stone (The Lay of Wayland)

Soaring high above woods and sea rays of sunset fill the air magic wings take him to the sky homeward bound lies his heart I have suffered lust and greed, bound and maimed, like a slave royal heads make royal cups the princess I bless with child...

Down the White Waters

Down the white waters bow and sail point southward down the white waters fame and gold we strive for Down the white waters home and hearth bid farewell down the white waters set out to sea once more Down the white waters wind and rain we we...

Flames on the Horizon

From deep below us the ocean’s roaring the tides – snaring strong gales are blowing yet homeward we’re going See sparks rise to the sky their light illuminates the night a beacon ‘cross the waves let flames rise to the sky Far shores have y...

In Chains (The Lay of Wayland)

When twilight cloaks the world clad for battle they approach in stealth they lurk and wait to gain the master’s golden hoard The craftsman comes home from the hunt and lays down his sword and head from the shadows they arise and to the king’s hal...

Sea of Stones

Down from the edge of the vale their views cast over his land a noble man laid to rest his winter years come to end Lay down his heart and bones and raise a mound above the ground seal the eternal gate in a sea of stones he will prevail As ki...

Seven Winters Long (The Lay of Wayland)

From the sky, they did soar, in swan-shirts clad, fates to weave out to the lake, three sons came to take them home, wives to be Summers went, winters came, for Wayland’s wife, filled with grief, one fine day, she took flight, the royal son left...

The Queen's Lament (The Lay of Wayland)

Mourning, grieving, torn apart the wailing screams break through the dark An island off shore a furnace alight with flames is where I will live my days in grief and woe But hark! Here they come the keys to revenge and flight their lives in my...