Текст песни
The blond beast comes marching in, through clouds of ash and decay
through clouds of ash and decay
Gently caressed by azrael s wings the blond beast, protectorate within your grasp Beast, all opposition erased
Through clouds of ash and decay, blackest shadow full of death, blackest shadow full of death
Exile revolt nails of doom, protectorate within your grasp Marduk, the crows of death and ashes sing
Sender of fear and abhorrence rise, setting sails towards your last mask
The gentle touch of violin strings, all opposition erased, blackest shadow full of death
Through clouds of ash and decay, the gentle touch of violin strings Marduk, the blond beast comes marching in
Setting sails towards your last mask, through bleeding wounds yet to come Blond, the crows of death and ashes sing
Setting sails towards your last mask, local morale pulverized
A funeral nation with a funeral urge, the gentle touch of violin strings, sender of fear and abhorrence rise
exile revolt nails of doom
black birds of carrion follow
He comes to fill the graveyards up, sender of fear and abhorrence rise
gently caressed by azrael s wings the blond beast
He comes to fill the graveyards up, blackest shadow full of death Blond, gently caressed by azrael s wings the blond beast
None dare to raise a hand, black birds of carrion follow, he comes to fill the graveyards up
through bleeding wounds yet to come
The crows of death and ashes sing, blackest shadow full of death, the crows of death and ashes sing the blond beast
Through clouds of ash and decay, blackest shadow full of death The, none dare to raise a hand
A funeral nation with a funeral urge, black birds of carrion follow, local morale pulverized
Protectorate within your grasp, black birds of carrion follow
The crows of death and ashes sing the blond beast, the crows of death and ashes sing The, the crows of death and ashes sing
None dare to raise a hand, the crows of death and ashes sing
blackest shadow full of death
Setting sails towards your last mask, through bleeding wounds yet to come, through clouds of ash and decay
Local morale pulverized, a funeral nation with a funeral urge, none dare to raise a hand