Ruler of Tamag Songtext
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Ruler of Tamag Songtext
In ancient of times, through a rhythm divine
The god of creation would bring
The birth of his son, wrapped in power and strong
Whose name every legend will sing
A wielder of dreams, Erlik Han came to be
His wisdom would revel in pride
And thus, he was cast down, where fire shall last
Forever consuming our minds
Karaş Han, Karaş Han!
Karanlığın hükümdarı
(Ey, Kara Yer′in dokuz oğulları!) Şıngay Han, Şıngay Han!
(Başlatın dünyanın kadim zamanını!) kargaşanın ulu hanı!
You're destined to rule
Over judgement and doom
Inferno of Tamag inside
Where sinners do bleed
Damned to always receive
And summon the tears that they′ve cried
Descending through hate
Human hearts to create
Such evil those spirits unleashed
Your blackest of eyes
Greet their blood sacrifice
As prince of thy darkness supreme
Yere inerken May-tere
Sustur onun fermanını
Yerin dokuz kat dibinde
Son bulsun tutsaklığın
In ancient of times, through a rhythm divine
The god of creation would bring
The birth of his son, wrapped in power and strong
Whose name every legend will sing (name every legend will sing)
A wielder of dreams, Erlik Han came to be
His wisdom would revel in pride
And thus, he was cast down, where fire shall last
Forever consuming our minds
The god of creation would bring
The birth of his son, wrapped in power and strong
Whose name every legend will sing
A wielder of dreams, Erlik Han came to be
His wisdom would revel in pride
And thus, he was cast down, where fire shall last
Forever consuming our minds
Karaş Han, Karaş Han!
Karanlığın hükümdarı
(Ey, Kara Yer′in dokuz oğulları!) Şıngay Han, Şıngay Han!
(Başlatın dünyanın kadim zamanını!) kargaşanın ulu hanı!
You're destined to rule
Over judgement and doom
Inferno of Tamag inside
Where sinners do bleed
Damned to always receive
And summon the tears that they′ve cried
Descending through hate
Human hearts to create
Such evil those spirits unleashed
Your blackest of eyes
Greet their blood sacrifice
As prince of thy darkness supreme
Yere inerken May-tere
Sustur onun fermanını
Yerin dokuz kat dibinde
Son bulsun tutsaklığın
In ancient of times, through a rhythm divine
The god of creation would bring
The birth of his son, wrapped in power and strong
Whose name every legend will sing (name every legend will sing)
A wielder of dreams, Erlik Han came to be
His wisdom would revel in pride
And thus, he was cast down, where fire shall last
Forever consuming our minds
Writer(s): Christofer Jan Johnsson, Thomas Sven Erik Herm Vikstrom Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com