Thorns Of Crimson Death (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95)
- Dissection (2006)You are listening to the song Thorns Of Crimson Death (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) by Dissection, in album Storm of the Light's Bane (Remastered Edition). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
- At The Fathomless Depths - Dissection
- No Dreams Breed In Breathless Sleep - Dissection
- No Dreams Breed In Breathless Sleep (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Night's Blood - Dissection
- Unhallowed - Dissection
- Where Dead Angels Lie - Dissection
- Retribution: Storm Of The Light's Bane - Dissection
- Thorns Of Crimson Death - Dissection
- Soulreaper - Dissection
- Night's Blood (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Unhallowed (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Where Dead Angels Lie (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Retribution: Storm Of The Light's Bane (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Feathers Fell (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Thorns Of Crimson Death (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Soulreaper (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
- Night's Blood (Unreleased Demo '94) - Dissection
- Retribution: Storm Of The Light's Bane (Unreleased Demo '94) - Dissection
- Elisabeth Balthori (Where Dead Angels Lie MCD '96) - Dissection
- Where Dead Angels Lie (Demo) (Where Dead Angels Lie MCD '96) - Dissection
- Antichrist (Where Dead Angels Lie MCD '96) - Dissection
- Son of the Mourning (Where Dead Angels Lie MCD '96) - Dissection
- At The Fathomless Depths (Unreleased Alternative Mix '95) - Dissection
Lyrics
1. See the plains lie ghastly silent
As being frozen in time
A place of distress where evil
Still lies vigilant enshrined.
Years that passed are now centuries
And forgotten seem the fallen ones
But on lived the memories
In the spirits of a battle sons.
[Chorus:]
Hear the choirs
Is it the wind that brought back their cries?
Once forged in blood by tragedy
Sharp were the thorns of crimson death
2. Through the air again our voices whisper
And awake are now your eyes
For too long closed in slumber
But death didn't prove our demise.
By ages so dark we've been sculptured
As fragments of story and tales
As we haunt we are endlessly captured
And shrouded in the wind that here wails.
[Chorus]
* By ages so dark we've been sculptured
As fragments of story and tales
By the place that we haunt we are captured
Against eternity we can prevail.
[Chorus]
Recent comments