Texty & Preklad: cradle of filth - behind the jagged mountain Pod týmto nájdete text s prekladom hneď vedľa! Na našej stránke nájdete mnoho textov s prekladmi cradle of filth! Pozrite si náš archív a ostatné texty, napríklad kliknite na písmeno cradle of filth c a uvidíte aké piene od cradle of filth máme v našom archíve a viac podobných ako behind the jagged mountain.
[Special Fan Edition track] I have come from the freezing seas From the warmth of foreign coals Through the dismal fog of insecurities To a cloud-enshrouded noble goal The world has cast me from its laughter Thrown to the wolves, to the dread thereafter So now I forge a journey fraught Through these bitter wastes of snow Over ice and gorge to an Eden sought Far from the human races afterglow This sightless climb is treacherous to weather As the cold bites deep, old heartstrings sever Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen North At the back of Boreas. The zealous wind There crest celestial fountains Crystal waters soaring forth In the realm of our sacred Angelus kin Neither muse nor music flees This garden of delights Everywhere the soothing hands of nature please In this state of pure Euphoria Paradise lies at the heart of darkness And one must pay for this deep catharsis Now the storm-clouds retch A vision fleets before my eyes Wherein minarets and spires touch Phantasmagoric skies And meadows stretch to woodlands Of sweet nymph and fireflies Death is in the breeze And his mind will paralyse My mind is in the clutch Of something too long fantasised Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen peaks At the back of Boreas, the zealous wind The Gods of love are counting Down the nights until we meet In the realm of oursacred Angelus kin Now the mirage blears And the howling gusts renew their fury The gleam of moonlit towers Fades to utter fear The mountains rear in anger At the righteousness I lack And in their monstrous grasp I know Dear God They will never let me back... Free of enemies, no death, disease The doves of peace, in flight Carouse upon the ever-Summer breeze In this land of Hyperborea Behind the jagged mountains Beyond their icy stares At the back of Boreas, the zealous wind My soul is now surmounting Past the grasp of last despairs To the realm of our sacred Angelus kin Behind the jagged mountains Beyond the frozen North