Текст песни Iced Earth - Attila

He's ruled them for twenty years
And ravaged as their king
Conquest, but in his eyes
And ice shoots through his veins

The leader's new ambitions lie
Farther to the west
The empire of thirty-six
The father to the rest

Attila wants to take his place
Like an impetuous son
And make the entire world bow
To the kingdom of the Huns

What lies have been made
To many other clans
Frightened veneral forces
Held within his hands

And by Attila's hand it's said
His brother met with death
To make his rule his legacy
He did it all for the best

Athila, and Exoh
By many names he's known
But surge of God is the one
That rings the darkest tone

Hell awaits
Behind those gates
The Romans stand only to fall
They will die by his sword
The barbarian lord
Attila, his victory call

Sing to the sky, the battle cry
To propogate their fear
As terror is the weapon drawn
When battle has drawn near

And so the conflict is at hand
The godspel has been thrown
Contempt for the Christian reign
This poison seed has sown

And if by chance all is lost
Cut down by Roman steel
We'll suffer not, as others have
But you'll mind the broken wheel

Hell awaits
Behind those gates
The Romans stand only to fall
They will die by his sword
The barbarian lord
Attila, his victory call