Music on Stage

Rhapsody Of Fire – Queen Of The Dark Horizons

Rosa nera sussurrante
Piange sangue d’innocenza
Dalla’bisso lei ritorna per
Urlare la sentenza

The witches are riding,
Wolfs howl at the moon
While candles are lighting
The black mess of fools
The daughter of evil
The mistress of shame
Her tomb is now open
To allow her awake
‘Cause she is the princess of sorrow,
‘Cause she is the bringer of pain
While gothic portals of sadness
Call her unpronounceable name

Moonlight is lighting her face
Down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
When the rituals start

Black candles burning
Announce her come back
The reign is awaiting
The queen of the dead… of the dead!

The poison is ready,
The words are pronounced
The portals are open,
Her soul wanders through
Her body is moving,
Her heart of bitch pounds
Is Kron who lives in her,
In her open wounds
’Cause she was devoted to darkness,
Drinking black blood for her god
Witch of perversion and luxury
Suicide as true lover of Kron

Moonlight is lighting her face
Down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
When the rituals start

Black candles burning
Announce her come back
The reign is awaiting
The queen of the dead… of the dead!

Rosa nera sussurrante piange sangue
D’innocenza / dalla’bisso lei ritorna per
Urlare la sentenza

Oh, God… the passage is open
The souls of the damned
Are ready to cross it…
Godforsaken bitch…!
Your fucking army of dead
Will never be so powerful
To break the chains of wisdom…
Beware!

My land don’t cry
My birds don’t stop to fly
Poor child don’t die
Don’t let her taste your blood

Gargoyles and wizards
Prepare this last ride
Mountains and valleys
Are calling your might
Mystical sunshines
Prelude to her coming
The black flame of evil
Is burning and growing

Queen… queen of the dark horizons!

Forest of ghostland
Give your sad welcome
To the ancestral whisper of hell
Sodomy, pestilence,
Torture and bloodshed
Is what she brings
From her past of depraved

Queen… queen of the dark horizons!
Her heart of bitch pounds
Is Kron who lives in her,
In her open wounds
’Cause she was devoted to darkness,
Drinking black blood for her god
Witch of perversion and luxury
Suicide as true lover of Kron

Moonlight is lighting her face
Down in the crypts of the damned
Her sins will not be the last
When the rituals start

Black candles burning
Announce her come back
The reign is awaiting
The queen of the dead… of the dead!

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