Текст: Manowar. Gods Of War Live. Each Dawn I Die.

Passing through the storm led by Demons
Walk between the world of men and Gods
Cast no shadows, draw no light
I rape the priestess on pagans' night

I taste the serpent's poison
On the lips of the one I love
She brings this gift of witchcraft
I wear the cat-skin gloves

Apples of youth when I wrought mischief
Hung on a tree to rot in the sun
Reborn in the middle of the final orgy
A gift of slavery to the chosen one

Suicide, suicide, don't you know me?
Call to the Master - he will come
He will bring our resurrection
Cloaked in darkness - he has won

Smoke of my sacrifice
Journey to the Isle of the Blessed
Grant my soul your glory
At night time I'm your guest

Only I know why each dawn I die

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Smoke of my sacrifice
Journey to the Isle of the Blessed
Grant my soul your glory
At night time I'm your guest

And only I know why each dawn I die