Trading all over the world
Preklad: The Gathering. Zlatý vek.
: Trading all over the world
the ghost and the spirit Let the fire run Through the darkest age we can surely fly Through the darkest age with the fist of fire Through the darkest age
this is an album which shows The Cat Empire at their very best, right now. In an age when so much of selling music seems to be about celebrity and fashion
tattered battle standards fly - their colours do not run Unlike our tears that trickle down the decades soon to come. You promised us a "Golden Age" -
Four ravens flew !inshores over the windy Nordland coast Gathered again after their journeys in solitude Underneath the thundering skies of the Gallow
fills my eyes. Father to sons, tell tales of battles won. Lands so far and feats of war. Age to age, this tale shall be told. Pillaged gold and hearts
, as love first came my way. Do the lifeline patterns change as I became a man An added aura untold blend as I asked for her hand. Did your golden needle
brotherhood In the beginning, yet you never could Listen ain't that kept undercover Another one 'cause I got Six got hung by the beast Looking for the golden
day, studied the history of music By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance To get your pants, was a mission impossible We were both the same age
higher I climb Shine like a star so bright Anybody can see anytime No-one will want to follow This will be gone tomorrow We enter an age of permanent
I picture us together Framed in gold leaf On the mantle with the others One big happy family But that snapshot can't be found And I don't trust my memory
repeats a word But if their tune is told Then we can age and fall away To meet again some golden day And fill it in our happy way In starlight and in gold
the candy girls left town The projector slowly gathered dust While the house came tumbling down And at the final curtain calling He knew a golden age
are sung and resung For a girl of my age why am I so numb? I've been chasing a lie I was sold Running down thieves and fool's gold And these Christmas
Winds of ghostly skies Hymns from the ancient ones Spirits of our loved ones Embrace our golden darkside Summon the golden twilight Gather the dark legions
