- Video by Ava
- Video by R.
All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone
Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on, baby (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don’t fear the reaper)
We’ll be able to fly (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, I’m your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Valentine is done
Here but now they’re gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity (Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (like Romeo and Juliet)
40, 000 men and women everyday (redefine happiness)
Another 40, 000 coming everyday (we can be like they are)
Come on, baby (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, take my hand (don’t fear the reaper)
We’ll be able to fly (don’t fear the reaper)
Baby, I’m your man
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Love of two is one
Here but now they’re gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn’t go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew and then he appeared
Saying don’t be afraid
Come on, baby (and she had no fear)
And she ran to him (then they started to fly)
They looked backward and said goodbye (she had become like they are)
She had taken his hand (she had become like they are)
Come on, baby (don’t fear the reaper)
[Chorus: Maria Franz]
Min warb naseu
Wilr made thaim
I bormotha hauni
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
Got nafiskr orf
Auim suimade
Foki afa galande
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
[Chorus: All]
Min warb naseu
Wilr made thaim
I bormotha hauni
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
Got nafiskr orf
Auim suimade
Foki afa galande
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
[Bridge: Christopher Juul and Kai-Uwe Faust ]
What am I supposed to do
If I want to talk about peace and understanding
But you only understand the language of the sword
What if I want to make you understand that the path you chose leads to downfall
But you only understand the language of the sword
What if I want to tell you to leave me and my beloved ones in peace
But you only understand the language of the sword
I let the blade do the talking
So my tongue shall become iron
And my words the mighty roar of war
Revealing my divine anger’s arrow shall strike
All action for the good of all
I see my reflection in your eyes
But my new age has just begun
The sword is soft
In the fire of the furnace
It hungers to be hit
And wants to have a hundred sisters
In the coldest state of their existence
They may dance the maddest
In the morass of the red rain
Beloved brother enemy
I sing my sword song for you
The lullaby of obliteration
So I can wake up with a smile
And bliss in my heart
And bliss in my heart
And bliss in my heart
Coexistence, Conflict, combat
Devastation, regeneration, transformation
That is the best I can do for you
I see a grey gloom on the horizon
That promises a powerful sun to rise
To melt away all moons
It will make the old fires of purification (of purification)
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
Look like dying embers
[Chorus: All]
Min warb naseu
Wilr made thaim
I bormotha hauni
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
Got nafiskr orf
Auim suimade
Foki afa galande
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
[Chorus: All]
Min warb naseu
Wilr made thaim
I bormotha hauni
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
Got nafiskr orf
Auim suimade
Foki afa galande
Hu war (hu war)
Hu war opkam har a hit lot
Omnis mundi creatura
Quasi liber et pictura
Nobis est, et speculum.
Omnis mundi creatura
Quasi liber et pictura
Nobis est, et speculum.
Nostrae vitae, nostrae mortis
Nostri status, nostrae sortis
Fidele signaculum
Nostrum statum pingit rosa
Nostri status decens glosa
Nostrae vitae lectio;
Quae dum primum mane floret,
Defloratus flos effloret
Vespertino senio.
Nostrae vitae, nostrae mortis
Nostri status, nostrae sortis
Fidele signaculum
Cuius vita Cuius esse
Poena labor et necesse
Vitam morte claudre.
Sic mors vitam, risum luctus
Umbra diem, portum fluctus,
Mane claudit vespere
In nos primum dat insultum
Poena mortis gerens vultum
Labor mortis histio
Nos ptoponit in laborem
Nos assumit in dolorum
Mortis est conclusio
Nostrae vitae, nostrae mortis,
Nostri status, nostrae sortis
Fidele signaculum.
Nostrae vitae, nostrae mortis,
Nostri status, nostrae sortis
Fidele signaculum.
Fidele signaculum.
Fidele signaculum.
“Every creature on earth
resembles a book and a picture,
like looking in a mirror, ×2
Our life, our death
our position in life, our destiny,
faithful symbol.
The rose reflects our position,
a fitting interpretation,
lessons about our life.
While it blooms in the early morning,
its blossoms fade
and petals fall with age.
Our life, our death
our position in life, our destiny,
faithful symbol.
His life, his existence,
his sorrow tribulation and obligation
to end life in death.
Death ends life, sorrow ends laughter
darkness ends daylight, high tide covers the seaport,
morning ends evening.
Mockery drives away the sorrow
worn by the mask of death,
tibulation plays the role of death.
Our first assumption is tribulation,
our second is sorrow,
and then death wins.
Our life, our death
our position in life, our destiny,
faithful symbol. “
Is this the golden man that I run through
If I could give my thoughts across to you
A million dollars for your sorrow now you’re paying for it
Think twice, being evil has a price
I hear a lot of little secrets
Tell me yours and I’ll keep it
You wanna know my name by now
Better think twice, ’cause being evil has a price
I start to wonder is this real life
Throw out a candle, turn out the light
The cause of morals make you feel like you’re better than it
Think twice, being evil has a price
I hear a lot of little secrets
Tell me yours and I’ll keep it
You wanna know my name by now
Better think twice, ’cause being evil has a price
I got a nasty reputation, nor I feel the hesitation
Better think twice
‘Cause being evil has a price
Being evil has a price
I hear a lot of little secrets
Tell me yours and I’ll keep it
You wanna know my name by now
Better think twice, being evil has a price
I got a nasty reputation, nor I feel the hesitation
You better think twice
‘Cause being evil has a price
‘Cause being evil has a price
ONE OF THESE DAYS I’M GONNA CUT YOU INTO LITTLE PIECES!