Текст песни Immortal - Triumph

It's a dark timeDarker than all days beforeDarker that all years beforeIt's a cold ageColder than all days beforeColder than all years beforeTaste a tideWhere landscapes surround us with blightThe everflowing streams of our enemies blood run coldA strong rideStronger than all days beforeStronger than all years beforeThe might and prideMightier than all days beforeMightier than all years beforeCome taste a tideWhere demons play the mindOn the windrippled stepsThe everflowing streams of our enemies blood run cold

Blow the horn for our tide to comeTriumph our battle be wonBattle all the landsIt's the triumph of the agesEmpires fall by handsIn the triumph of the agesBlack demonic hordesJourney against the earthComing from the NorthSpeeding on a gathering windIt's a dark timeDarker than all days beforeDarker that all years beforeIt's a cold ageColder than all days beforeColder than all years beforeCome taste a tideWhere landscapes surround us with blightThe everflowing streams of our enemies blood run cold
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