Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Sean Walker
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Sean Walker
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PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Sean Walker
Producción
Letra
The sky was torn by fire and ash
The ground was stained in rivers red
A thousand screams, a kingdom smashed
Where once stood walls, now ruins bled
Steel and flesh in dust entwined
No mercy left, no peace to find
A name was whispered through the night
A storm of death, a wolf in flight
No king nor god could stand his hand
The wrath of Khan, the scourge of land
Ride through the fire, ride through the dark
Blades in the wind, blood on the spark
Oceans of bones, rivers of cries
Bow to the Khan, or prepare to die
No walls too high, no king too strong
He comes for you, it won't take long
The cities burned, the temples fell
The monks were slain, their prayers drowned
For gold and flesh, he struck the bell
And none who stood were ever found
A shadow vast as endless night
The horsemen rode with soulless might
A name was whispered through the night
A storm of death, a wolf in flight
No king nor god could stand his hand
The wrath of Khan, the scourge of land
Ride through the fire, ride through the dark
Blades in the wind, blood on the spark
Oceans of bones, rivers of cries
Bow to the Khan, or prepare to die
No walls too high, no king too strong
He comes for you, it won't take long
From steppe to throne, a child turned beast
Forged in chains, now he's unleashed
Tore through kingdoms, shattered thrones
Left them crawling, broke their bones
Betrayal burned behind his eyes
Now vengeance rides where honour dies
A name was whispered through the night
A storm of death, a wolf in flight
No king nor god could stand his hand
The wrath of Khan, the scourge of land
No prayers to save you, no gods to call
The Khan has come, and you will fall
Through endless blood, the earth will weep
The spirits cry, the dead won't sleep
The banner waves, the battle's won
The horde remains, the Khan rides on
The legend fades but never dies
His shadow looms in crimson skies
A kingdom built on shattered graves
Still whispers through the winds he paved
His empire carved in death's embrace
Still haunts the world he set ablaze
Ride through the fire, ride through the dark
Blades in the wind, blood on the spark
Oceans of bones, rivers of cries
Bow to the Khan, or prepare to die
No walls too high, no king too strong
He comes for you, it won't take long
The storm still rides, the echoes call
A ghostly king above them all
His banner torn, yet still it flies
A warlord's wrath that never dies
Through the centuries, his name still stands
The world still shakes beneath his hands
Written by: Sean Walker
