Haggard - Chapter IV: De La Morte Noire Lyrics
Born through astral constellationThose pictures are now getting clearerInside his headAnd sent by the highest godThey start to rise from the deepest depth-"My King - dead - no!!!!!Dying by the lance... so slow..."-He wipes the tearsAway, and tries to thinkAs clear as the falling rainBut his hope begins to sinkBut his hope begins to sink...-.. down to this pointDo you fear? Yes you do, and you always will!The bleeding of another partCrawls into your mind and still...-Es kam zu erinnernAn des Menschen BueDie Maske des VogelsNickt hhnisch zum GrueIn Schwarz gehlltAuf schwarzem Rosse getragenDie Menschheit zu knechtenKam der Herr der PlagenPest regiert mit strafender Handund Leichen bedecken das Land... das Land-Es kam zu erinnernAn des Menschen BueDie Maske des VogelsNickt hhnisch zum GrueIn Schwarz gehlltAuf schwarzem Rosse getragenDie Menschheit zu knechtenKam der Herr der PlagenPest regiert mit strafender Handund Leichen bedecken das Land... das Land-Out of the sorcerer's chamber?Or do they come straight from the hands of the goal?This roses' leaves seem to be magicAnd saved all the poor population below"My wife... sons... no!!!!!Diphteria creeps, and no one knows..."
