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Iron Maiden

The Parchment

 

The Parchment

(альбом: Senjutsu - 2021)


When the moon will rise again
Until we read the Parthian skin
Broken fears warring days are here again

'Fore we all to dust descend
Heaven knows when life will end
God to know in the mire, put out the fire

Know there is a cross to bear
In your primal quest of fear
No quarter now is given no less

Aslumber was my main ideal
Asunder did my spirit steal
Sceptred race uttered words in disgrace

Sweet revenge will be ours
Vengeance of a shaken world
Just remember that patience is no sin

And to find another way
Live to breathe another day
Lord of light in the darkness, our guide

In a tempest never shaken
Edge of doom is not mistaken
Countenance is not a sin
Gallant king, we bow to him

Fierce as wolf with a leopard skin
Dark and bitter deep within
Invader punished with his life
Vanquished in the morning

Sea of blood in light divine
Unholy reverence enjoyed
Intoxicated with their hell
Man immortal sickness dwell

Savage beasts troops engage
Assembled here to butcher blades

Smoke has darkened in the air
Smell of death and deep despair

Wilderness a tyrant dream
Sell your soul not give them power
Slay upon imperial crown
Witness now the witching hour

Bound himself to oath and king
Such loyalty a shameless thing
Youth of agony still burn
Shedding parents blood

Never say a prayer to me
For this crime and treachery
Drinking from your cup of wisdom true
Many men will follow you

Now an army is raised
And our gods, they be praised
Death is but a gilted edge
Shall no more than we will pledge

Hear the cry we are ready to believe

The prodigal has returned
Give us our own revenge
With the power he learned
We will burn the same again

A betrayal of angels in a foreign land
A revenge for the merciful destiny at hand

For all those who have written
In the sand will be told
That the same will happen ~ searching for gold

Like a fire in the sky
I can feel strength return
Heading for afterlife, meet me there

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