Iron Bloodward - Drums of Judgment

Описание: Title: Drums of Judgment

doom… doom… doom-doom… doom…
doom… doom… doom-doom… doom…

He walked alone with blood on his hands
No king, no law, no promised land
He thought the dark would hide his face
But every step was just a trace

Eyes in trees, breath in stone
He was never alone
Silent shapes began to close
The hunter now the hunted soul

doom… ta… doom… ta-ta… doom…
doom… ta… doom… ta-ta… doom…

The drums don’t lie
The drums decide
The drums don’t lie
You cannot hide

The drums don’t lie
They know your crime
The drums don’t lie
Now face the time

doom-doom… ta… doom-doom… ta…
doom-doom… ta… doom-doom… ta…

Circle tight, no way to run
Underneath the rising sun
Every beat a living sound
Every truth comes from the ground

No more mask, no more disguise
Only fear inside his eyes
What he gave is what he owns
What he took now takes his soul

The drums don’t lie
The drums decide
The drums don’t lie
You cannot hide

The drums don’t lie
They know your crime
The drums don’t lie
Now face the time

doom… doom… ta… doom… ta…
doom-ta… doom-ta… doom… doom…
doom… doom… doom… doom…

They remember

The drums don’t lie
The drums decide
The drums don’t lie
You cannot hide

The drums don’t lie
They know your crime
The drums don’t lie
Now face the time

doom… doom… ta… doom… ta…
doom-ta… doom-ta… doom… doom…
doom… doom… doom… doo.