Sic Semper Tyrannis Lyrics
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Album | Reader of the Runes - Divination(2019) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Folk Metal, Power Metal |
Labels | AFM Records |
Album rating : 65 / 100
Votes : 1
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10. Sic Semper Tyrannis (3:56)
Sound the horns, grand is their call
Blessing the triumph of the battle
Nourished in blood, the pain of us all
The outcry of our final rattles
Rising in power, the glory of our kings
Soaked in their moral, shame and filth
Sold for a penny and sold for their means
We're bound to be choking on all their sins
Thus always to tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper tyrannis, the devil and his bride
A gush of blood, settled our tales
Written by hands of a monster
The branches now rooted and grown on our trails
Bloomed from the hurt of our fathers
Rising in power, the glory of our kings
Soaked in their moral, shame and filth
Sold for a penny and sold for their means
We're bound to be choking on all their sins
Thus always to Tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper Tyrannis, the devil and his bride
"They will hang from the oldest oak on morrow
And a pale moon'll light the sky
Their necks will crack – no one'll feel any sorrow
And a crooked cross will stand there wry"
Nightfall – this will be their last nightfall
Nightfall – this will be their last nightfall
Thus always to tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper tyrannis, the devil and his bride
"They will hang from the oldest oak on morrow
And a pale moon'll light the sky
Their necks will crack – no one'll feel any sorrow
And a crooked cross will stand there wry"
Nightfall – this will be their last nightfall
Blessing the triumph of the battle
Nourished in blood, the pain of us all
The outcry of our final rattles
Rising in power, the glory of our kings
Soaked in their moral, shame and filth
Sold for a penny and sold for their means
We're bound to be choking on all their sins
Thus always to tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper tyrannis, the devil and his bride
A gush of blood, settled our tales
Written by hands of a monster
The branches now rooted and grown on our trails
Bloomed from the hurt of our fathers
Rising in power, the glory of our kings
Soaked in their moral, shame and filth
Sold for a penny and sold for their means
We're bound to be choking on all their sins
Thus always to Tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper Tyrannis, the devil and his bride
"They will hang from the oldest oak on morrow
And a pale moon'll light the sky
Their necks will crack – no one'll feel any sorrow
And a crooked cross will stand there wry"
Nightfall – this will be their last nightfall
Nightfall – this will be their last nightfall
Thus always to tyrants, inglorious ride
Sic semper tyrannis, the devil and his bride
"They will hang from the oldest oak on morrow
And a pale moon'll light the sky
Their necks will crack – no one'll feel any sorrow
And a crooked cross will stand there wry"
Nightfall – this will be their last nightfall
Reader of the Runes - Divination - Lyrics
Reader of the Runes - Divination - Album Credits
Members
- Damna (Damnagoras) : Vocals, Bass
- Aydan : Guitars, Backing Vocals, Keyboards
- Rafahel (Raffaello Indri) : Guitars
- Jakob (Alessandro Jacobi) : Bass, Choirs
- Lancs (Marco Lanciotti) : Drums
- Lethien : Violin, Choirs
Other staff
- Dan Swanö : Mixing Engineer
- Tony Lindgren : Mastering Engineer
- Zsofia Dankova : Cover Artwork
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