Okés. Mára egy fokkal "keményebb" nótát. És ha már télen jönnek hozzánk, akkor miért is ne tőlük? Írország legjobb bandája kétség kívűl 2007 egyik legjobb lemezét tette le az asztalra tavaly. (To The Nameless Dead). SZVSZ a pagan, folk vonalon most ők a legjobbak Moonsorrow-on, Finntroll-on, Ensiferum-on, stb.-n keresztül. Pár éve a Wigwamban volt szerencsém látni őket élőben is, és hát mondhatom a mai napig benne van a TOP5 koncertben, pedig voltam már páron. :-) Bukjanak hát a birodalmak!
Videjó (csak a dal)
Live! Hell yeah! (csak az az idióta hejjegés minek? milyen retard közönség már?)
Szöveg:
Empire Falls
A cold wind is blowing
Through the graves it is blowing
And it bares a poisoned tongue
And the foul breath of deceit
I am my fathers son
And his deeds
Cannot be undone... be undone
You trade in his blood
Writing your history
In the sacrifices of the dead
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
Every empire will fall
Every monument crumble
Forgotten men who watch the centuries
Whose silent words
Rise up in betrayal
We will rise up in betrayal
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
Every empire falls
And the earth to ashes turn
The lands of my birth
Shall be my tomb
The are the lands, the lands of my birth
Soon to be ruins, the ruins of my past
And when the sky should fall
The earth to ashes turn
Then you know they shall be my tomb
Where is the fighting man?
I am he
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
Through the graves it is blowing
And it bares a poisoned tongue
And the foul breath of deceit
I am my fathers son
And his deeds
Cannot be undone... be undone
You trade in his blood
Writing your history
In the sacrifices of the dead
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
Every empire will fall
Every monument crumble
Forgotten men who watch the centuries
Whose silent words
Rise up in betrayal
We will rise up in betrayal
Where is the fighting man?
Am I he?
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
Every empire falls
And the earth to ashes turn
The lands of my birth
Shall be my tomb
The are the lands, the lands of my birth
Soon to be ruins, the ruins of my past
And when the sky should fall
The earth to ashes turn
Then you know they shall be my tomb
Where is the fighting man?
I am he
You would trade every truth
For hollow victories
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