Текст песни: The Ten Of Swords + перевод

The vultures have been waiting

To feast upon their prey

With the vengeance knife

This disdain for life ends today

With grand anticipation

The frail have been stalked

Showing no remorse

This lifeless corpse is forced to rock

A season of starvation is at hand

Has the bastard come to eat me again?

Wasting, lying the famine horde

If we are the nightmare, I am the ten of swords

The temple has been conquered

No more statues gazing on

And this wretched plague of reason’s wrath

Quietly awaits the dawn

Still the threat of starving vultures

Poised for attack, under cold skies, with blinded eyes

I watch my back

A season of starvation is at hand

Has the bastard come to eat me again?

To fall away without fear of emptiness

For it must take great strength to starve

Wasting, lying the famine horde

If we are the nightmare, I am the ten of swords

Still the threat of starving vultures

Poised for attack, under cold skies, with blinded eyes

I watch my back, with grand anticipation

The frail have been stalked

Showing no remorse

This lifeless corpse is force to rock

A season of starvation is at hand

Has this bastard come to eat me again?

To fall away without fear of emptiness

For it must take great strength to starve

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