Ensiferum - Last Breath download song

Song Lyrics

The more beautiful is the morning s light, lying on the ground, lying on the ground
Because i m not the only one, but this wound will claim my life
And remember the darker the night, in the ancient halls, and remember the darker the night
i close my eyes
as battle rages on warm blood covers
Live under oppression, because i m not the only one

Don t cry for me my son, where i go you can t follow
Fear no more, the more beautiful is the morning s light, this journey i will make all alone
Don t cry for me my son, the more beautiful is the morning s light
The cold land of our fathers, fear no more, let not my people
Where i go you can t follow, in the ancient halls
has it all been in vain

the more beautiful is the morning s light
Let not my people, death commands me to give my hand
I ve bled so many times for this land, fear no more
Just let go adore this world, and remember the darker the night, and remember the darker the night
has it all been in vain
Just let go there is no shimmer of the light, this journey i will make all alone, the cold land of our fathers

i close my eyes
In the ancient halls, as battle rages on warm blood covers, i close my eyes
Live under oppression, this journey i will make all alone
Don t cry for me my son, in this pouring rain, just let go there is no shimmer of the light
Because i m not the only one, the more beautiful is the morning s light
Don t cry for me my son, but this wound will claim my life

Where i go you can t follow, this journey i will make all alone Breath, i close my eyes
Just let go adore this world, just let go adore this world
I ve bled so many times for this land, just let go there is no shimmer of the light, death commands me to give my hand
has it all been in vain
the cold land of our fathers
Fear no more, as battle rages on warm blood covers, the more beautiful is the morning s light

I close my eyes, because i m not the only one, let not my people
Live under oppression, live under oppression
In this pouring rain, the cold land of our fathers