Текст песни Betraying The Martyrs - The Hurt The Divine The Light | SongLyrics
Выберите букву или воспользуйтесь поиском, чтобы найти любимые тексты песен.
Abraham
Here I am
Take your son Isaac to the mountain
Abraham
Here I am
Bring the sacrifice asked in Moriah
He had cut enough wood for the sacrifice
On the third day Abraham looked up and saw
Where Isaac was supposed to die
Speak up and say
Where are the offering
He listened up and asked for
Is it for love or a sacrifice
God Himself will provide
The lamb for the burnt offering
Then he reached out his hand
And took a knife to slay his son
On the Lord’s mountain it will be provided
I wear by Myself declared the Lord
Through your offspring all nations on earth will be blessed
And I will surely bless your son
Abraham
Here I am
Take your son Isaac to the mountain
Abraham
Here I am
Bring the sacrifice asked in Moriah
Then Abraham returned to his servants
Then set off together for Beersheba
You’ve obeyed me
You offered me your son
And now I swear I will surely bless you
You have not withheld your son
I will surely bless you
«The Hurt The Divine The Light» — композиция, исполненная Betraying The Martyrs, которая завоевала популярность среди поклонников жанра. В данном разделе вы можете ознакомиться с полным текстом песни, прочувствовать атмосферу произведения и ближе познакомиться с творчеством артиста.
Слова песни «The Hurt The Divine The Light» являются ярким примером стиля, в котором работает Betraying The Martyrs.
О песне
- Название: The Hurt The Divine The Light
- Исполнитель: Betraying The Martyrs
- Язык исполнения: Русский
- Дата публикации: 27.07.2025