Morbid Scream
Witam w serwisie ANKN czyli Teksciory piosenkory :D
W chwili obecnej znajdziesz tu baze ponad 280 tyśięcy piosenek i ponad 8000 wykonawców.
Niestety nie mamy jeszcze uruchomionej wyszukiwarki, ale postaramy sie to szybko nadrobić.
Tak więc jeżeli chcesz znaleść odpowiedniego wykonawce to polecam najpierw kliknąć w menu liter po prawej, a później pójdziej uż łatwo.
"You will hear my commands when cries never fade!"
"I grasp my pole-ax in hand with stock, steel, and mace!"
"I clutch the soulless winds that stir the Ginder trees!"
"I extol beneath a wrathful, yet a constant lunar eye!"
The last clash will crown one son to the Pictish throne.
"My father's the king!" cries this tyrant, aimed for bloodshed.
Three flags will fly between the Esk and Dee rivers.
"The triumph's my king!" screams this baron son, devised for war.
Follow the tracks of this mailed horseman (geared with pole-ax in his hand).
The blades from Balkan Hills are sharpened (cut for slaying and whetted to fight).
The child has proven his gallantry (he shall not abuse Teutonic codes).
He's spiked and sent forth in a frenzy (their king sits at his table).
"Far free of these castle walls, I thought I heard your scream!"
This Is The Highland Tyrant Attack!
They eradicate the feeble by their Celtic law of tanistry.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
The rank of the cnihthad is the onslaught for their enemies.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
Garters on their left arms are fastened for chivalry.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
All of the vanquished battalions are thrown into the corries.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
They eradicate the feeble by their Celtic law of tanistry.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
The rank of the cnihthad is the onslaught for their enemies.
Highland Tyrant Attack!
"Our flags have soared O'er the Esk and Dee rivers!"
"We, the cnihts, are crowned for tier and not our lies!"
"Horse and Hattock took us back to the realm of Balkan Hills!"
"We, the cnihts, have formed the lines, before the rites!"
"We'el pursue to spit on their pledge and curse them, as the light breaks!"
"...But is our king still sitting at his table?"
Losowe piosenki:
I Wanna Dance With Somebody
Standing In The Rain
Dr. Stein
Oxygen
Nu Kan Du Fĺ Mej Sĺ Lätt
No One Is To Blame
