Naer Mataron As the Clouds of War Gather歌词

Hades, god of the underground world Son of Kronos and Reas The mighty king of erevos Brother of the great Zeus Into the darkened world He sits on throne which is made of gold Invisible into the clouds With Cerberus sitting beside With company the Kat

The sun drops to the Aegean sea On its rose edge (it) still keeps on, a hint of light The sword of east that was drowned In the voracious sea of Ions A demon of the sea, half human and half fish The one who rides the dolphin In the black deep waters

I am Faethon, the one, your son My father is Helios Sworn to the Styx The river of the gods And let me feel The sky with my shine The gates of the sunrise With red color shine And the dawn has opened the palaces ... And the dawn has paled Everything

From the darkest depths of Hades As the black flame my soul burns The dark visions is always there To bring me (His) blasphemy You born again, oh chosen one To bring up their message to bring up their words From the fire And the rituals of our father

go to war little helmet make them proud say goodbye little helmet say it loud a crown for clowns don't be shy little helmet just a war catch a bullet little helmet you'll be a star muscles and lies flag all around don't know why I'm fallin down muscl

BLACK SABBATH - WAR PIG 黑色安息日 - 战争猪 Generals gathered in their masses 士兵们聚集在将军周围 Just like witches at black masses 正像那黑雾缠绕在女巫周围 Evil minds that plot destruction 邪念不断导致着毁灭 Sorcerers of death's construction 巫师们不断制造着死亡 In the fields the bodies burning 横

Oh, my God, Tell me this won't last forever. Tell me that I'm not alone. Tell me that this will come together now. Packed my things up, just the other day. Said my goodbyes to all these things I've saved. Out in the driveway, we laugh under the moon.

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothin' Bu

Generals gathered in their masses Just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction Sorcerers of death's construction In the fields are bodies burning As the war machine keeps turning Death and hatred to mankind Poisoning their brain