I have seen the flaming swords There over East of Eden Burning in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker Oh, river
course of river That runs inside of me My blood flows ever skyward And pools where thy black is white For wouldst thou not came at my soul With sword
DARKNESS. FOR YOU I'LL RAISE MY SWORD. IN MY HEART YOUR BLACK FLAME BURNS. MY EYES ARE COLD AS DEATH MY BLOOD IS RIVERS OF HATE. I AM THE VERY ESSENCE
? I have seen the flaming swords There over east of Eden Burning in the eyes of the maker Burning in the eyes of the maker Burning in the eyes of the maker Oh, river
'll fight With swords of steel In another world we'll win You'll worship us and kneel You'll be the suffering one On the other side we'll fight With swords
in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker Burning in the eyes of the Maker Oh, river rise from your sleep Oh, river rise from your sleep Oh, river
Talala & Hiltula & Puolakanaho & EToS] [lyrics: Vetel?inen & Puolakanaho] I'm crucified into my dreams By the hurting nails of my memories The sword
horse is given a crown The conqueror bent on conquest The red horse is given a sword Taking peace from the world, slayer of men The black horse is given
in silence Offering to the suicide king Leaving the misery of God A storm of swords to end my life (Take me) A storm of swords to end it all (Drown me
about thousand swords... fire reached the sky, and black smoke covered the sun... I wanted to rink some water from the river, but there was only blood in the river
the forest of crosses give me the black sword to kill all those who swore him the faith I will desecrate the holy temples destroy and burn churches and chapels black
horses Soon thirsty they will drink from rivers of blood In flames of fire and bloody glow Among dead corpses in deadly fight Damned day when thousand swords
gudene som i svart visdom engang hersket og nA? vil herske pA? ny [English translation:] [Black wisdom] On Norwegian earth we stand sons of the norse tribe Proud we stand with swords
jehovah left the sash as closure Casualties of wars Battlegrounds ruled by lords armed with swords I meditate seven miles away from kuwait Where water runs dry through rivers
with mics Ancient warriors fight, barbarians swingin swords Killarmy militant warlords Military war slang who's to blame Government officials, evil minds that govern this land gotta plan For the blacks
sits on the big black throne I mesmerize my soul To fly along the dusty paths of Acheron Looking for the magic circle of the black ring Toth Amon, prince
for eternity burn my heart to win the holy war is awaiting another fiery king Rage in my heart crossing the forest riding my black horse across the valley along the river
Cruel Akron bloody bastard I now spit on you You can turn my bones to black ash but I'll move the moon I will light your evil kingdom and your heart will