The battle is over The days have
And the sands drunk come
the blood When the steel
All what there remains will rule
Is the bitterness of And upon his
delusion head
A crown of gold
CIRCLE OF THE TYRANTS
Your hands wiel
dThe immortality of the the might
gods The tyrants th
eSits at their side INRI precursor
As they leave the walls You carry the
behind will
To reach the jewels As the morning
gleam is near
CIRCLE OF ...
THE TYRANTS
lyrics by
CELTIC FROST
T R i B U T E T O C E L T i C F R O S T
In memorial of the legendary founders of Death Metal,
poets of musical art.
AnANSicreationby
LOrD A poet set against oblivion and
shattered by the darkest fall from the sky
HeAleR.
From childhoods hour I have notbeen
As others were -I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
Edgar Allan Poe, Alone.
A B L A C K M A i D E N P R O D U C T I O N 9
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