Текст песни Orphaned Land - Disciples Of The Sacred Oath II

The Never Ending Way of ORwarriOR
Жанр: Progressive Metal / Oriental Metal
Исполнитель: Orphaned Land
Альбом: The Never Ending Way of ORwarriOR
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Followers are we, disciples are we all Bonded by a sacred oath, as we heed the silent call Though we know it not, our purpose is but one To crack the night sky, letting in the sun The life we live is not enough; we know there's something more A place that frightens most, what lies beyond the door Still searching for the truth, the paradise before Have we lost the path, denied innocence's shores? Like a ship afloat at sea, a Flying Dutchman are we? Destined to roam the seas, locked out without a key Is it curtain call on this theatre so black? Will the actors all bow down before the ending stark? Torches lit as the flames light up the dark All it takes is a spark for us to leave our mark War is a gaping wound an appetite that knows no fill Do not bleed for sand and stones mend these wounds and heal Break bread with us, nomad - hear our tale How brother fought brother as fire burnt the sails An oath we took, one we shall not fail Steadfast we stand Oak and shield are we, water in the grail Lay down your swords, blood and flesh you share Seed of Abraham, sons of Ishmael Grieve for ones lost, memory stains the trail The road to or-shalem الله نور السموات والأرض مثل نوره كمشكاةٍ فيها مصباح يهدي الله لنوره من يشاء ويضرب الله الأمثال للناس والله بكل شيءٍ عليم Translation: Allah is the light of heavens and earth, his light is like a blessed niche that needs no fire to set ablaze. Allah guides to his light those who find him in their hearts, and sets forth parables for mankind, Allah is cognizant of all. Shall we see the end of war, blood brothers? Or shall we fill another grave, for ourselves we couldn't save Weapon of mass obstruction, our hate does blind us all To the grief of a widow's tears, to the sum of all our fears Throughout these blood-red years For land, for faith For that eternal thirst within, that we pray for death to fill For revenge, for hate, For these innocent souls that with their lies they steal We view this land of destruction, After the siege that broke through the wall A trial is held for the guilty, before a court of their pears "Sentenced to death!" is the sound that they hear For war, for death For the pain bestowed upon those they swore to protect For us, for them For taking our rights and our will to object Land. Faith. Revenge. Hate. Death. Us. Them. Fight. Stand. Live. On. We. Must. Or shall we fill another grave, for ourselves we couldn't save
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