Der große Träller und Lyric Thread

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NuNu

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ohhh ja. münster war echt verdammt klasse:cool:

samstach hat mir doch irgendwer erzählt, dass die für ende des jahre oder anfang nächsten jahres ne headliner tour bei uns im land geplant haben:confused:
echt? oh das wäre ja toll. hab gerda mal gekuckt, die sind auf so manche festivals dies jahr. summer breeze, metal camp und ich glaub noch wo. :confused::)
 

Arva

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2. Knight Of The Cross

[1] It is the end, of the eleventh century
The Christians rule
Europian countries
The Pope is the head of church
Representing God on earth
His words are the law
His mind is set on war

In the name of God they kill
In the name of God they rape
Blood leads to glory - for God's sake

Knights, knights of the cross
Murder, murder
Fight to defend Jerusalem
From the unholy devils

[2] Pope and priests cry out for holy war
God and Jesus they think to be fighting for
The Islam conquered Byzanz
Slaughter Christians everywhere
Knights of the Cross invade the East
Whrer the Islam dwells

[3] Knights in the name of
God, stab women and men
Burning, raping, eating human flesh
Satanic bloodlust in their eyes
The first crusade is won
The knights realize too late
Their ankles are covered with Christian blood
 

Arva

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My fingers touch the solid stones
Strong and cold, they keep me from home
Imprisoned like a wingless dove
Far away from the land I love

Lonely days count lonley years
I have cried a thousand tears
All that I tried to gain
Is lost the effort was invane

At Carberry hill I lost my crown
My husband fled my luck went down
In England's hands I fell
18 years a living hell

The Scotish crown belongs to me
Yet I'm bound I can not flee
With iron claws England holds tight
All is lost no chance to fight

Silence - Silence Everywhere


Cold walls are my reward
Lonelyness engulves my soul
I've been true i gave my heart
Stained tears i cried
I long to be free again
To walk in peace again
Scotland cries her queen is lost
Agony's her friend again
 

Arva

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He came in the dark night
Few men at his side
Black Douglas' arm for the Bruce
They could not loose

Stab Red Conym down
He won't wear a crown
Fight and kill we will
Win the Battle of Louden Hill

The heart of a lion
The blood of kings
A sword like thunder
Death he will bring

[Chorus:]

I am The Bruce - The King The Lion
I am The Bruce - The Master of war
March against me - pay in blood
I rule forevermore

The Bruce was crowned at Scone
His glory shone
Still the English are marching
We'll meet them at Sterling

One 'gainst three we stand
Fight for your land
The Battle of Bannockburn
A lesson they did learn
 

Arva

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Fiery red curls cover his shoulder
He's the ruler, no one is bolder
His steel - blue eyes won't show no fear
Reflecting the suffering of war so clear
A knight, a leader, wearing England's crown
Richard the Lionheart wants to put the Moslems down
He sets the sail, heading Outremer
Defending the name he bears

A man like a Lion
With a generous heart
For his sake thousands die
Lionheart - England's Pride

Lionheart
Almighty king
Freedom you'll
Bring

Lionheart
Spread your wings
King pf the kings

King Philipp at his side and many knights
Overcome the Islam, souls painted white
He executes all prisoners, without regret
Corpses cover the ground as the sun sets

Akkon has fallen into Richard's hands
Still war on his mind, moving to France
In one fatal moment came the end of his quest
Breathing his last with an arrow in his chest