Иностранные легенды - Bathory----------Man Of Iron - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

"Blood on ice"

Old raven first warns about danger.

Crashing on the frozen ground horseshoes.

Hooves, growing in three-foot snow.

Cold dawn has already come.

Through cold morning broke

At the same time, five black shadows.

Steel flickers in the wakeful sunlight.

And blood stains white snow in red.

Screams echoed through the dark deaf forests.

Open wounds will smoke in golden morning air.

And the new day is welcomed by violence and death.

Long gold swords with an ancient double-headed beast

depicted on a black flag.

Women and children left far to the northern lands and do not return back.

The burning village was hosted by the wind on the tundra.

Screaming the old raven, shouts.

High, beautiful people lie in lifeless on earth.

Defended, scattered, but still graceful bodies.

Blood painted all white snow around.

The wind rushes, looking for revenge and talking about blood on ice ...

Eternal, Deaf Dark Forest ...

Evening...

Fifteen years have passed. Life among animals. Ability to speak their language. Ability to read signs on the crust of trees and snow. Never forgetting the spectacle of what happened in the village many years ago. Pain inside. Changed it. So he turned into an iron man ...