[instrumental]
[The snow covered plains...]
[Early dawn...]
["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.]
[Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the]
[hunting families sense danger as the cry of the old Crow continues. A]
[rumble, at first loud enough to a human ear, grows into a deafening storm]
[of hooves thundering across the frozen tundra. Then bursts into the]
[village, four times five riders clad in in armour black. Swords drawn]
[glimmering int the awakening sun's light. Cries echoes. Throats are slit.]
[Beautiful bodies fall to the frozen ground and limbs of able men are stewn]
[across the snowcovered plains. The blood colours the white snow red. Women]
[and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic]
[tree, a ten year-old boy. When the shadows ahorse can no longer be heard,]
[he crawls out from his hideout to seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a]
[movement. No sign of life...]
[And thus begins the saga of Blood On Ice..."]
Bathory - Intro Lyrics
Bathory - Intro Lyrics
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[instrumental]
[The snow covered plains...]
[Early dawn...]
["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.]
[Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the]
[hunting families sense danger as the cry of the old Crow continues. A]
[rumble, at first loud enough to a human ear, grows into a deafening storm]
[of hooves thundering across the frozen tundra. Then bursts into the]
[village, four times five riders clad in in armour black. Swords drawn]
[glimmering int the awakening sun's light. Cries echoes. Throats are slit.]
[Beautiful bodies fall to the frozen ground and limbs of able men are stewn]
[across the snowcovered plains. The blood colours the white snow red. Women]
[and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic]
[tree, a ten year-old boy. When the shadows ahorse can no longer be heard,]
[he crawls out from his hideout to seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a]
[movement. No sign of life...]
[And thus begins the saga of Blood On Ice..."]
[The snow covered plains...]
[Early dawn...]
["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.]
[Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the]
[hunting families sense danger as the cry of the old Crow continues. A]
[rumble, at first loud enough to a human ear, grows into a deafening storm]
[of hooves thundering across the frozen tundra. Then bursts into the]
[village, four times five riders clad in in armour black. Swords drawn]
[glimmering int the awakening sun's light. Cries echoes. Throats are slit.]
[Beautiful bodies fall to the frozen ground and limbs of able men are stewn]
[across the snowcovered plains. The blood colours the white snow red. Women]
[and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic]
[tree, a ten year-old boy. When the shadows ahorse can no longer be heard,]
[he crawls out from his hideout to seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a]
[movement. No sign of life...]
[And thus begins the saga of Blood On Ice..."]
Writer: NIGEL RICHARD CLARK, ANDREW PETER MILLER, MATTHEW PRIEST
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group