hour is late But it's out of the darkness When he makes his great escape When he makes his great escape When he makes his great escape
' too late to try to interpret the writing on the wall and it's way too late, to pray, you too late - tribulation too great for you to escape it (escape
gathering for attack, for the faith of their fathers' they now raise all arms. When the light disappears they march in from everywhere and soon their
say Prane day I'm icy outley Yo, Now I done been on both sides of the fence Now I done been on both sides of the gate survived and escaped Look at me
awake, the time has come All to war, all the same Destiny no escape none to blame Break the bonds loki's rise lead the march the gods demise Ships set
over Beneath the sea, march on Time is almost gone It's all in me, no, maybe Come along and reap, I need my song We're climbin' over Beneath the sea, march
chains Midgard heaved his body Drowned the land in waves Washed the battlefields bloody Giants marched Fenris approached Gjallarhorn's alarm Echoed in the air The armies of dead marched
. Destined to devastate. She heard her demons roar, marching into war. The spirit of their beloved king ho spoke unto his men, he of great importance
are marching silently The great frost turns the hearts to ice The warm blood will bring the life back to their bodies... Another christian village is near... those who escaped
Grail - Hunters And Collectors Woke up this morning, from the strangest dream I was in the biggest army, The world has ever seen We were marching as
(feat. Lateef) [Erinn Anova (Chorus)] Come along and reap I need my song We're climbin' over Beneath the sea March on Time is almost gone It's all in
remains a shield, to tame future use and as the wagon rolls away i still march on... my life is all a waiting game, you wait to feel great but it never
mastering the art of traversing the mists you may effortlessly travel to many places, and many times. Countless secrets will be unlocked for you, and great
... pompously claiming our island as their own. They who marched across the world expanding their empire all for the greater glory of their succession
chorus: And it won't be long, and it won't be long, and it won't before Babylon (Babylon), the great has fallen (fallen) and the soldiers go marching
brainless beacon Or a blinding eclipse of the many terrible shapes of this world When you are calm and joyful And finally entirely alone Then in a great
plow across the burning nation With blood dripping from our hands only to keep the essentials from our past The great army of the black horde is marching
. Hold on through the darkened times. Reviving as heroes do rise, overtop the kings, screaming alive, set fire to the night. Beyond this great escape
