The Rotting Horse On The Deadly Ground - Summoning.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Summoning
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Summoning
[00:20.596]The rotting horse on that deadly ground
[00:31.589]Wars of great kings and clash of armouries
[00:35.605]Whose swords no man could tell,whose spears were numerous as wheat field's ears
[00:43.634]Rolled over all the great lands,and seas were loud with navies,
[00:49.556]Their devouring fires behind the armies burned both fields and towns
[00:55.612]And sacked and crumbled or to flaming pyres were cities made,
[01:00.909]Where treasuries and crowns Kings and their folk,their wives and tender maid were all consumeds .
[01:09.123]Now silent are those courts ruined the towers,whose old shape slowly fades
[01:15.583]And no feet pass beneath their broken ports
[02:15.103]I need no call of clamant bell that rings iron tongued in the towers of earthly kings
[02:31.237]Take a ride on,ride on,on your rotting horse on that deadly ground
[02:39.171]Take a ride,ride on,on your rotting horse with a pounding sound.
[02:47.158]Take a ride on,ride on,on your rotting horse on that deadly ground
[02:54.989]Take a ride,ride on,on your rotting horse.
[03:19.019]Take a ride on,ride on,on your rotting horse on that deadly ground
[03:26.873]Take a ride,ride on, on your rotting horse with a pounding sound.
[03:34.816]Take a ride on,ride on, on your rotting horse on that deadly ground
[03:42.738]Take a ride,ride on, on your rotting horse.
[04:06.574]Wars of great kings and clash of armouries
[04:10.392]Whose swords no man could tell, whose spears were numerous as wheat field's ears
[04:18.512]Rolled over all the great lands, and seas were loud with navies,
[04:24.326]Their devouring fires behind the armies burned both fields and towns
[04:30.278]And sacked and crumbled or to flaming pyres were cities made,
[04:35.808]Where treasuries and crowns Kings and their folk,their wives and tender maid were all consumeds .
[04:43.730]Now silent are those courts ruined the towers,whose old shape slowly fades
[04:50.135]And no feet pass beneath their broken ports
[05:41.972]I need no call of clamant bell that rings iron tongued in the towers of earthly kings
[05:57.964]Take a ride on,ride on,on your rotting horse on that deadly ground
[06:06.006]Take a ride,ride on,on your rotting horse with a pounding sound.
[06:13.851]Take a ride on,ride on,on your rotting horse on that deadly ground
[06:21.811]Take a ride,ride on,on your rotting horse.
[06:45.309]Here on the stones and trees there lies a spell of unforgotten loss,of memories more blest than mortal wealth.
[07:04.915]Here undefeated dwell the fog immortal under withered elmes,
[07:12.934]Alalminore one in ancient realms.