Letra da Música The Hangman Of Prague de Marduk

In the gothic splendure of the Chapel of St. Menteslaus
Golden door with seven locks
Seven keys within your hand
Ancient crown of Bohemia placed upon your head
Sharpening your spears
The hangman’s disciples, vomiting forth death
Murderous power, rabiate hate, harbringer of suffering
The malignance of maledonance rises beyond benevolence
Smite your foes that they may die
Splattering blood across the sky
Architect of genocide, is death taking pride
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Thousand-eyed angel of death, armed with flaming sword
Spread your wings, let the killing begin
The hunter becomes the hunted, hangman also die
Morningred, Morningred shines us to soon be dead
Retaliating from beyond, killing, bloodspilling
Made through Carnage
Seas of blood
Seas of blood
Morningred
Seas of blood
In the gothic splendure of the Chapel of St. Menteslaus
Golden door with seven locks
Seven keys within your hand
Smite your foes that they may die
Splattering blood across the sky
Architect of genocide, is death taking pride
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Hangmen also die
Morningred, Morningred shines us to soon be dead
Retaliating from beyond, killing, bloodspilling
Made through Carnage
Seas of blood
Seas of blood
Seas of blood
Seas of blood