Dark Moor - The Ghost Sword (Attila) lyrics
[Dark Moor - The Ghost Sword Attila lyrics]
The moment came now his brother died
And he became his people's guide
Though was suspicions of fratricide
Behind him they ride
They all know the legend
Who bears the ghost sword
Brings the world an age end
And must be it's lord
Thinks his feats the legend
In fire will record
Like a wild blasphemer out of all control
A little of a dreamer a little a free soul
It's Rome his first goal
And then, a stranger came to the horde
Unafraid of sure danger gave the ghost sword
To the most adored
Like a wild blasphemer out of all control
A little of a dreamer a little a free soul
It's Rome his first goal
Recitation he has come already
To the city gates his decision's made
He's not to dissuade but the Pope is ready
There to imprecate:
"Don't be so steady and capitulate!"
He how speaks of crudeness
Love and Jesus' sake
And he feels that goodness inside his awakes
To take what you wouldn't is
Always a mistake!
Like a wild blasphemer out of all control
A little of a dreamer a little a free soul
It's Rome his first goal
And he became his people's guide
Though was suspicions of fratricide
Behind him they ride
They all know the legend
Who bears the ghost sword
Brings the world an age end
And must be it's lord
Thinks his feats the legend
In fire will record
Like a wild blasphemer out of all control
A little of a dreamer a little a free soul
It's Rome his first goal
And then, a stranger came to the horde
Unafraid of sure danger gave the ghost sword
To the most adored
Like a wild blasphemer out of all control
A little of a dreamer a little a free soul
It's Rome his first goal
Recitation he has come already
To the city gates his decision's made
He's not to dissuade but the Pope is ready
There to imprecate:
"Don't be so steady and capitulate!"
He how speaks of crudeness
Love and Jesus' sake
And he feels that goodness inside his awakes
To take what you wouldn't is
Always a mistake!
Like a wild blasphemer out of all control
A little of a dreamer a little a free soul
It's Rome his first goal