Immortal - Triumph lyrics
[Immortal - Triumph lyrics]
The dark time darker than all days before
Darker than all years before it's cold age
Colder than all days before
Colder than all years before
Taste a tide
Where landscapes surround us with blight
On the windrippled steps
The everflowing streams of our
Enemies' blood run cold
Strong ride stronger than all days before
Stronger than all years before
Might and pride
Mightier than all days before
Mightier than all years before
Come taste a tide where demons play the mind
On the windrippled steps
Everflowing streams of our enemies'
Blood run cold
Blow the horn for our tide to come
Triumph, our battle will be won!
Battle all the lands (Lands)
It's the triumph of the ages
Empires fall by my hands (Hands)
In the triumph of the ages
Black demonic hordes
Journey against the earth
Coming from the north
Speeding on a gathering wind
Dark time darker than all days before
Darker than all years before cold age
Colder than all days before
Colder than all years before
Come taste a tide
Where landscapes surround us with blight
On the windrippled steps
The everflowing streams of our
Enemies' blood runs cold cold!
Darker than all years before it's cold age
Colder than all days before
Colder than all years before
Taste a tide
Where landscapes surround us with blight
On the windrippled steps
The everflowing streams of our
Enemies' blood run cold
Strong ride stronger than all days before
Stronger than all years before
Might and pride
Mightier than all days before
Mightier than all years before
Come taste a tide where demons play the mind
On the windrippled steps
Everflowing streams of our enemies'
Blood run cold
Blow the horn for our tide to come
Triumph, our battle will be won!
Battle all the lands (Lands)
It's the triumph of the ages
Empires fall by my hands (Hands)
In the triumph of the ages
Black demonic hordes
Journey against the earth
Coming from the north
Speeding on a gathering wind
Dark time darker than all days before
Darker than all years before cold age
Colder than all days before
Colder than all years before
Come taste a tide
Where landscapes surround us with blight
On the windrippled steps
The everflowing streams of our
Enemies' blood runs cold cold!