Omen letra

Once we wanderes through plains
Bleak their sight

Once we wanderes through mires
Enigmatic what they hold

In this land a wind was blowing
Fresh and full of power
We believed in giving and taking
Not only did we honour, we lived

Fresh meadows, covered the new
Ripe crops were taken with respect
Life

Now we wander through plains
Barren their sight

Now we wander through mires
Hard as stone

Lost seems to be the understanding
That we forgot - meaningless
More than just a work
Less than a chapter of truth

The wind will put us in our place

Cold, repulsion - death

Hellsaw - Letras

• 1°F
• A Suicide Journey
• A Winter Cold
• Ache
• Beldam. 1450
• Cold Aeon
• Death Bells
• Der Harzwald
• Doom Pervades My Nightmares
• Endless
• Execution
• Eyes Of Ice
• Frozen March
• I Saw Hell
• In Memory
• Like Crystal Tears
• Me Crying
• Moonrites Diabolicum
• Omen
• Phantasm
• Psycho Pastor
• Self-hate
• Silence
• Silent Landscape
• Sorrow Is Horror
• Subterranean Empire
• Sulphur Prayer
• The Black Death
• The Devil Is Calling My Name
• The Ember Of Your Own
• The Forerunner Of The Apocalypse
• The Inner Revenge Of Nature
• The Wanderer
• Trist
• Wounds