Hallowed Be Thy Name (Shallow Be Thy Grave)

{Iron Maiden Cover}

I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to The Gallow's Pole
The sands of time for me are running low

Motherfuckers!!

Running low!!

When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me

Can it be that there's some sort of error?
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream?

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not so easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying?
After all I am not afraid of dying
Don't believe that there never is an end

As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone cries from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?

As I walk all my life drifts before me
Though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul it's willing to fly away

Mark my words believe my soul lives on
Don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth

When you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion.

Oh, hallowed be thy name
Oh, hallowed be thy
Name

Hallowed be thy name
Hallowed be thy name
Hallowed be thy name
Hallowed be thy name
No

Macbeth

The Twilight Melancholy

Music by: Alex
Arranged by: Fabrizio, Alex

The arms of twilight
are dandling my soul
and in her eyes
I see the sweetness
of a bright immortal-graced maiden
who relieves the grieves of my heart.
Wind is whispering your name
throught the clouds in the sky.
I will always remember your eyes
veiled by tears
while the night prelude
casted a spell on our glances.
The eyes of the dying sun
are looking at me
in this romantic immensity
an I can feel this melancholy
pervading deep inside me.
Twilight is whispering your name
to the clouds in the sky.
I will never forget your heart
beating over mine
and your passion heating my bosom.
...And when butterflies fly on
whitered flowers
and birds perch on dry brances
a tear will glide to your feet
and I will hold it in my hand
like a pearl in its shell.

Thy Mornful Lover

Music by: Alex
Arranged by: Fabrizio, Alex

Come to me, silent and dressed in black,
in your eyes I can see all your obscure
passion.
Brush my skin with your pale hands
and kiss my neck with your cold lips.
You'll appear when the moon shines
high in the sky
and I'll see your cerulean face
brightened up by the candles flame.
You'll whisper to me mysterious
dark love words
and in this long night our souls
will be joined forever.
And like in a winter night,
darkness will spread
around us and will take us away.
Let yourself be lulled by
this cold wind of sorrow.
I open my mouth
to your divine scarlet nectar
and my bloodied lips
will look for yours
in a morbid lust of
ecstatic pleasure.

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