Текст песни Midgard - The witcher

Witcher

Leaning on the stone he sat at the fire
On his face she walked ripped scar
Sedo-breeding calmly breathe
Put two sword on earth

The night fell and thickened darkness
The wind brought the smell of rot from the marshes
Eyes lit eyes around the witcher
He started the death of a circulation

Quickly drowning the circle
But the fire broke their ranks
Blood flew from silver arcs
Violating the limit of silence

Only the pain of death leak
Lived on the edge of his sword
Ravets burned, emit cry
And the witch cut them off his shoulder

White Wolf White Wolf
White Wolf White Wolf

Dusty trail he drove back
Over the stroke of the hills rose dawn
Scars on the body and a feline look
Games with death for a handful of coins

From the village of the sky rises smoke
In horror, the peasants run away into the forest
Again the Witcher remains one
And the meeting comes out a horned demon

AAAAAAAA

Silver sword exposes gray
Huge tweam rushing forward
Split kven splashes
Bes opens a fangy mouth
Makes the evapoys wants to grab
But in his mouth she flies
The last shuffles of the Witcher to finish
But the head is demolished
Fireformer

White Wolf White Wolf
White Wolf White Wolf