Bathory - Flash Of Th Silverhammer
Storm clouds are forming : darkening the sky
the wind gathe r speed up the mountains
along the horizon : lightning strikes
the n the deafening rumble of thunder
Rain beat against my face
quench the thirst of mothe r earth
the wind in my hair
behold the flash of the silver hammer
Shadows across the land : all clad in grey
the waves raging wild along the shoreline
cutting through black clouds : a finger of fire
bonding the earth with the heavens
Mighty : the wind of storm
forks of lightning lacerates dark sky
from within : the clouds : ablaze
by the flash of the silver hammer
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