Текст песни Blood Eagle (Live in London) - Periphery

Hate!

We come for war
King of the north and norse
With drums beating, screams repeating and the hammer force of Thor
Surrender not enough
The Christian seed will sing amongst the soil of trees

From the sea is the destroyer
From the sea is an eagle drenched in blood
Blood eagle
Blood eagle is the destroyer
Blood eagle will set the wicked free

Rip the body from the bone now
Spread the heavens wings
Show Valhalla glory and memory
Let 'em
Let 'em
Let the Christians sing

Rip the body from the bone now
Spread the heavens wings
Show Valhalla glory and memory
Let 'em
Let 'em
Let 'em sing

Let out the roar
Barbaric to the core
A storm brewing, all our doing for Odin's at the door
The spoils are not enough
We'll let 'em bleed
The moon takes everyone tonight

(The Christians sing)
(How they sing amongst the broken wings)
From the sea is the eagle drenched in blood
(The Christians sing)
(How they sing amongst the broken wings)
(Ahhh)

A soul descending swiftly
The burning stench of afterlife
No rays from heaven
Only high sun

A soul descending swiftly
The burning stench of afterlife
No grace from heaven

And no son
Pleading to the sky once more
Weeping for the self
For the abandoned children of Christ
Have been laid to waste on the shelf

Let me fucking hear it!

Pour out the tide of Valkyries
(The land is ours to claim)
No man or woman escaped the fire

That's fucking pitiful, louder!

Pour out the tide of Valkyries
The land is ours to claim
No man or woman escaped the fire

Now let 'em sing
Now sing
(The tide of Valkyries)
(The tide of Valkyries)
Now sing
Now sing!

(We come for war)
King of the north and norse
With drums beating, screams repeating and the hammer force of Thor
Surrender not enough
We'll let 'em bleed
The moon takes everyone tonight

A soul descending swiftly
The burning stench of afterlife

We come for war
We come for war
We come for war!

Is that fucking it?
Are you guys spoiled, or are you, what?
What the, what's the fucking deal?

(One more song)

Oh, yeah, okay
Yeah, drummer starts chanting "one more song"
Fuck it

Yeah, brother! Yea
I said do you want a fucking song?
Goddamnit, baby, I ain't lyin'
I'm gonna tell you one time!
I'll tell you all about it
Woo!

There's a bunch of people on this tour
Fuckin' drinking red wine every night, gettin' stoopid
Cheers to you guys
Aw, some tasty red wine
(Yea!)
Only the finest boxed wine
We're gonna play a song about love to end this evening

The song off of Periphery III and it's called "Lune"
I want everybody to bring all the love in the room together for this