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**Prof. Dr. Sinsi** · 08-13-2012

Circle Of The Tyrants

[Written by Celtic Frost]

The battle is over
And the sands drunk the blood

All what there remains
Is the bitterness of delusions

Circle of the tyrants

The immortality of the gods

Sits their side

As they leave the walls behind

To reach the jewel's gleam

Circle of the tyrants

The days have come when the steel will rule
And upon his head a crown of gold

Your hand wields the might

The tyrant's the precursor

You carry the will as the morning is near

I sing the ballads of victory and defeat

I hear the tales of frozen mystery

Your hand wields the might

The tyrants the precursor

You carry the will as the morning is near

The intensive gleam

The new kingdoms rise by the circle of the tyrants

In the land of darkness

The warrior that was me

Grotesque glory

None will ever see them fall

And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows

Where the winds cannot reach the tyrants might was born

And as I often look back with tears in my eyes

Grotesque glory

None will ever see them fall

And hunts and wars are like ever lasting shadows

Their distant call

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dying

We're dying for our souls to learn

We're dying for our souls to burn

We're dying for our souls to learn

We're dying

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Find The Arise

Go find the arise

Kill at first sight

Fight, live through the hell

War is our prize
Twisting their minds

Kill at first sight

Go find the arise

Kill at first sight

08-13-2012	#9
Prof. Dr. Sinsi	Obituary Grubunun Tüm Şarkı Sözleri Circle Of The Tyrants [Written by Celtic Frost] The battle is over And the sands drunk the blood All what there remains Is the bitterness of delusions Circle of the tyrants The immortality of the gods Sits their side As they leave the walls behind To reach the jewel's gleam Circle of the tyrants The days have come when the steel will rule And upon his head a crown of gold Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will as the morning is near I sing the ballads of victory and defeat I hear the tales of frozen mystery Your hand wields the might The tyrants the precursor You carry the will as the morning is near The intensive gleam The new kingdoms rise by the circle of the tyrants In the land of darkness The warrior that was me Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadows Where the winds cannot reach the tyrants might was born And as I often look back with tears in my eyes Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and wars are like ever lasting shadows Their distant call ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dying We're dying for our souls to learn We're dying for our souls to burn We're dying for our souls to learn We're dying ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Find The Arise Go find the arise Kill at first sight Fight, live through the hell War is our prize Twisting their minds Kill at first sight Go find the arise Kill at first sight