Graveyard Echoes
Рок-песня на стихи Джинни Аль-Масбаха: Over the graves where the silent sleep, Birds used to circle, secrets to keep. They thought it was God from the clouds above, Just a murder of crows, stealing their love. Yeah! The black-feathered thieves of story and lore! Took all their cheap fables and slammed the damn door! Now it's time for their sleep, a final command, But the sockets are empty across the land! And the wind-polished skulls to a bone-white sheen, The most desolate players in this final scene! And the skulls, they wanted to fly! Crave the sky that has betrayed them! But they're locked under dirt, left to lie, While the grave robbers sing their new anthem! WHOA-OH! GRAVEYARD ANTHEM! Defilers now soar where the angels should be, A new generation, wild and so free. They're feeding their young on the bones of the past, A shadow rebellion that's built to last. No memory held for the ones down below, Just the triumph of wings, a glorious show! 'The world was void, the populous and the powerful was a lump.' They feast on the valor of a forgotten dump. 'Seasonless... herbless... treeless... manless... lifeless.' Just earthly ghosts in eternal strife!!! And the skulls, they wanted to fly! Crave the sky that has betrayed them! But they're locked under dirt, left to lie, While the grave robbers sing their new anthem! WHOA-OH! GRAVEYARD ANTHEM! Fed by the valor of the earthly ghosts! GHOSTS!
Рок-песня на стихи Джинни Аль-Масбаха: Over the graves where the silent sleep, Birds used to circle, secrets to keep. They thought it was God from the clouds above, Just a murder of crows, stealing their love. Yeah! The black-feathered thieves of story and lore! Took all their cheap fables and slammed the damn door! Now it's time for their sleep, a final command, But the sockets are empty across the land! And the wind-polished skulls to a bone-white sheen, The most desolate players in this final scene! And the skulls, they wanted to fly! Crave the sky that has betrayed them! But they're locked under dirt, left to lie, While the grave robbers sing their new anthem! WHOA-OH! GRAVEYARD ANTHEM! Defilers now soar where the angels should be, A new generation, wild and so free. They're feeding their young on the bones of the past, A shadow rebellion that's built to last. No memory held for the ones down below, Just the triumph of wings, a glorious show! 'The world was void, the populous and the powerful was a lump.' They feast on the valor of a forgotten dump. 'Seasonless... herbless... treeless... manless... lifeless.' Just earthly ghosts in eternal strife!!! And the skulls, they wanted to fly! Crave the sky that has betrayed them! But they're locked under dirt, left to lie, While the grave robbers sing their new anthem! WHOA-OH! GRAVEYARD ANTHEM! Fed by the valor of the earthly ghosts! GHOSTS!