Gargoyle
March Of The Heroes
2006 Atlantis Müzik
01 Disaster Of The Silent Shores
02 Dawn At Bosphorus
03 Rain
04 Crying Angel
05 March Of The Heroes
06 Homecoming
07 Epilogue
DISASTER OF THE SILENT SHORES
Hail to the army has more power
to write the history all over
Who can show courage to
stand against this migth.
Now sun is rising slowly
and dark sky is turning red
prepare city walls for
disaster of the silent shores.
Hail city of seven hills
Open your grand gates
Let the bravehearts in
always remember
who suddenly attacked
smashed your stronghold
and history will never forget
disaster of the silent shores
Hail our mighty SULTAN
He is the man of honour
he is the man of virtue
protector of the elden and younglings
We come to conquer
city of seven hills
From nowon, today will be remembered
disaster of the silent shores.
DAWN AT BOSPHORUS
City walls has fallen down
Towers are burning and smoldering
And here I am, standing on a high hill
ground is covered with corpses all over
Here comes our mighty Sultan
Standing proud on his angelic horse.
Living legend of our time
who changed the destiny of the world
History will tell the story of
the man who made the ships walk on earth
the man who fooled the enemy with his genius
and proved that nothing is impossible
From here I can see him praying
for every migrant soul fought for victory
He's a man with faith in his heart,
whispering prayers to the red sky
Sweet breezes of bosphorus
Carry the souls of heroes
set them free, let them fly high
until they reach the golden doors
Now it is dawn at bosphorus,
silence of night is falling down
Dark shadows are murmuring
In war, there are no winners...
RAIN
Here I am, walking on the battlefield
Covered by deathly stillness
Where only crows and ravens singing doomed songs,
drawing circles in the grey sky
Rain clouds cry for the lost souls
who fought and died for a holy cause
Raised their heavenly swords in the name of God
and prayed loud in the name of God
Rain clouds cry for the brave souls
Shedding each and every drop for a single soul
Rain falling like angels' tears from heaven
washing their bodies, blessing them all
Now I can see the lights of spirits
Rising high to the deep grey sky
Raised their heavenly swords in the name of God
and prayed loud in the name of God
CRYING ANGEL
I wish I was blind,
Rather than to see this war between,
Two people believing in one true God,
Brothers praying for one who witholds.
I wish I have no wings,
Rather than to fly high on the land of war
to withness the bloodpath covering walls
to watch heroes laying dead on cold stones.
In the name of God,
I lay down on my kness,
and pray from all my hearth,
to show your endless mercy.
for people who fight for,
the things that they belive
bless their souls forever
and let them rest in peace.
MARCH OF THE HEROES
Like a sharp steel of a long sword
Like a smashing stone of heavy mace
We are strong as the rocky hills
AS the eagles flying high above
As the horses running across the fields
We are free as the white clouds
Like angels with their etheric wings
Like mothers holding their babies
We are all good in our hearts
Like a pure light of the lightning
and storm winds on the mountains
We march proud as the heroes
HOMECOMING
Finally the war is over
We are ready to go back home
Excited to see the sun rising
abouve the hills of our hearths
Only God knows how much we missed
our sons, daughters and wifes
We can't wait to hold them
and feel their love deep inside our hearts
I wish all of us could have turned back
Wish all could have seen their children grow
But we saw so much soul slipped away
through golden gates of heaven
Some say people we one loved
become shining stars when they die
And brightest ones in the sky
are proud martyries died where they stand
Whenever I close my eyes
I see faces of the brave ones
Still wearing their armors, carrying their swords
Standing near the throne of the greatest Lord
In my first night at home
when looking up to dark sky
I think bout dead friends
who will live now and forever in my heart.
EPILOGUE
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