Dark Souls - Dan Bull, Miracle Of Sound

Dark Souls - Dan Bull, Miracle Of Sound

Альбом
Generation Gaming XVII
Год
2019
Язык
`English`
Длительность
234240

Below is the lyrics of the song Dark Souls , artist - Dan Bull, Miracle Of Sound with translation

Lyrics " Dark Souls "

Original text with translation

Dark Souls

Dan Bull, Miracle Of Sound

Ever since I rang the bells

And lit the flame

Nothing else will break the spell

They just don’t feel the same

Didn’t even enjoy it but I lived it

It’s clear Hidetaka Miyazaki’s gifted

By refusing to spoon feed the lore, it’s obscured

From your view through illusory walls

It’s all up to you to explore

Doors you’ll find in the mist, run them through with a sword

While you’re existing in two different forms

Neither of which is a human at all

Dark Souls is the ruin of all other games

Now, I can’t even enjoy them when I play

They’re not the same as before, they have changed

But I know they ain’t, so, it’s gotta be my brain

Dark Souls have done something to me

Taught me endurance and longevity

It’s a game version of Iron and the Soul

It’s Henry Rollins trying to uphold

This fragile body in a hostile realm

So, no, I am not taking off my helm

Don’t wanna lose my head and so I use my head

Until instead of me, it’s you that’s dead

Ever since I rang the bells

And lit the flame

Nothing else will break the spell

They just don’t feel the same

I’m getting high as a kite from the spider bites

While everyone in the asylum is dying of fright

So, maybe, I’ll stay here at the Firelink Shrine

'Cause every other place is full of violent crime

Without titanite;

I might die tonight

Bile spread across the tiles like Vitalite

Go right down to the bowels of Blighttown

No light down there, well good for night owls

Fly now, landing down in Anor Londo

Haven’t gone Hollow for yonks though

Get Gwyndolin, stick him in the bin

Not even injuring my little finger in the process

Don’t you think I’m looking dope

Dressed in the Symbol of Avarice?

Damn, it’s giving me a slow death

The act of dying’s a hard act to follow

Lose my humanity;

I’m back to Hollow

But it doesn’t matter;

we’ll come back tomorrow

Encouraging a golem to run back to mama

In the light she’ll be like, «Praise the Son!»

See what I did there?

Made a pun

Ever since I rang the bells

And lit the flame

Nothing else will break the spell

They just don’t feel the same

Swinging a Drake Sword into a Gravelord

Until he falls like a kid on a skateboard

It isn’t as straightforward as giving him pain

Causing misery ain’t all this business takes

Your role’s to be cunning while rolling and running

Controlling your thumb like you’re holding a bomb and defusing it

If you got a weapon then I hope you’re using it

'Til we know whether you’re a genius or a lunatic

So why you measuring your penis with a ruler if

It’s only seven millimetres?

Jesus, these demons hit hard

But me, I’m releasing sick bars in a ceaseless discharge

I didn’t want to tell you the cold hard truth

But I can’t keep a secret this large

You died, you died, you died, you died, you died

Keep practising and you’ll be good in time

Even if you have to stick down a Summon Sign

Asking for help?

Man, I wish a prick would

Because all would tell them is to get good

Ever since I rang the bells

And lit the flame

Nothing else will break the spell

They just don’t feel the same

I’m just chilling in the catacombs and I’m back in vogue

I’m a maiden, a dame;

fashion souls

They’re invading my game then I’m bashing trolls

Evading the pain with some barrel-rolls

Yeah!

Rolling, rolling, rolling

Killing everything that’s got a soul in

Sticking a pole in Gwyndolin’s colon

Where the Dark Sun don’t shine, hah

Leave him with a really raw hide in in the rear

Mad as if he caught me riding Gwynevere

There’s never really anything as real as the first game

You’ll remember when you’re entering the Kiln of the First Flame

Face Lord Gwyn and then end the ages

Put pen to pages and amend some changes

Saying, «Sorry fellas, there’s some heavy lay-offs

We’re getting rid of the Bed of Chaos»

Give a painful hit to the Grey Wolf Sif

Feed him chocolate, give a Gravelord shit

Came across a bonfire and I gotta light it

Ay, this bonfire’s lit

Ever since I rang the bells

And lit the flame

Nothing else will break the spell

They just don’t feel the same

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