Marduk je švédská black metalová kapela založená v roce 1990 v Norrköpingu. Kapelu založil Morgan Steinmeyer Håkansson. Jeho cílem bylo vytvořit tu nejsataničtější kapelu, která kdy existovala. To se mu v podstatě skoro povedlo. Marduk jsou...

Píseň: Dreams Of Blood And Iron

Interpret:
Marduk
Album:
Nightwing
The ravanging through his homelend gave the dragon the realm of Sebes 
By saving his people from the turks and power fatal to the flesh 
But the turkish sultan Murad saw this as a treason to their deal 
And swore to his god that one day the dragons fate he would seal 
Across the donau with peace in mind the there them rise 
Dracul his father and brother was captured on the floods other side 
The dragon swore his soul to the turkish realm of the seed 
And left his sons to their fate in the infidel muslim land 


As time went by Dracul for humans grawe a great disgust 
As well as expiering the pleasures of the harems of the sinful lust 
Decietfullnes, interpriedity and cruelty would become his name 
Man or beast, muslim or christian it would all be the same 
Brother Radu won the turks and become Murads own son 
While Vlad's powerful innerself would make him king in the long run 
But as a thunderbolt from clearblue sky 
Message that father Dracul had died 


Worlds have arrived that brother Mircea has been captured and buried alive 
Dracul swore that his killer, Hunyadi, wouldn't be able to survive 
Along with the turks he turned against the first goal he could see 
The wallachien throne ruled by pro-hungarian family Denesti 
Two months later Dracul was cast out from rule 
By conspiering forces who fearced the lion and desird a mule 
In fear of the turks and his fathers hungarian slayers 
He fled to Moldavia and hoped and hoped that lord Bogdan would answer to his prayers 


Lord Bogdan of Moldavia has fallen from rule in a pool of blood 
Assasinated by rivalry powermongers to the fathersbrother of prince Vlad 
Strenghtened by promises of his cousins blood and steel 
Dracul now will force his opponents to before him kneel 
His fathers and brothers killers trust be now will earn 
The realm of Transilvania awaits with fear his return 
With twenty thousand crusaders he will drive poles through 
Every follower of Denesti ruler Vladislav II.