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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Legion of the Damned
Legion of the Damned
Künstler:in
Maurice Swinkels
Maurice Swinkels
Leadgesang
Twan Van Geel
Twan Van Geel
E-Gitarre
Fabian Verweij
Fabian Verweij
E-Gitarre
Harold Gielen
Harold Gielen
E-Bassgitarre
Erik Fleuren
Erik Fleuren
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Twan Van Geel
Twan Van Geel
Songwriter:in
Maurice Swinkels
Maurice Swinkels
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Erwin Hermsen
Erwin Hermsen
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Exalt the fury
Bow down to the vice
I take from the sky when the sun's out of sight
Black-eyed force
Cold militia of night
I spit bile at the gospel of lords
[Verse 2]
Under will, in full obscenity
Shackle the nun to the stone of divinity
Spreaded wide, will make her realize
Hope is a dish best-served cold
[Chorus]
Storm forth with the tempests loud
Ill-born sons and daughters sprout
Fiery kin of the abyss bound
Derise now, the spawn of the meek
Squander from the fountain of light
Heaven of heavens fall trembling in fright
Tempted, take a bite, be the sin
And by the dawning of day, let the end begin
[Chorus]
In atonement with the dead
I ride this blackening hearse
Onwards with sulphurous speed
To the beheading of the godhead
[Verse 3]
A heartless scorn to the throne
Spare me your light, for I burn by my own
Now, deliver me to the murky depths
Into the pit of the inclement
See my horns grow so miraculously
And with every step-down, the higher they'll be
Inglorious and defiled, I bestow
My purest gold, my shadowing soul
[Chorus]
Storm forth with the tempests loud
Ill-born sons and daughters sprout
Fiery kin of the abyss bound
Derise now, the spawn of the meek
Squander from the fountain of light
Heaven of heavens fall trembling in fright
Tempted, take a bite, be the sin
And by the dawning of day, let the end begin
[Chorus]
In atonement with the dead
I ride this blackening hearse
Onwards, with sulphurous speed
To the beheading of the godhead
[Chorus]
In atonement with the dead
I ride this blackening hearse
Onwards, with sulphurous speed
To the beheading of the godhead
[Outro]
With every step below
The higher horns will grow
And in the blood of my hands
Bathes the godhead
[Outro]
With every step below
The higher horns will grow
And in the blood of my hands
Bathes the godhead
Written by: Maurice Swinkels, Twan Van Geel
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