The Black League

Harbour Of Hatred

The Black League


[jarva et al.]

[lead - tj]

One too many times i've crossed that thin red line
Unleashed that ill-will-wind
That blows inside
I should be taken into my trial
I should be put in charge of my deeds
But i'm a coward and a liar
- yeah, a liar!

And now.
I find myself in your harbour of hatred
And all is well in your harbour of hatred

[lead - mv]

Once i've been banished into exile
When i'm driven out of my town
I leave everything behind
Now burn all bridges,
Cut down all blood ties
Forsake my possessions
And sink deeper underground
- underground!

And now.
I find myself in your harbour of hatred
And all is well in your harbour of hatred

[lead - f - ar]

I find myself in your harbour of hatred
And all is well in your harbour of hatred
I find myself in your harbour of hatred
And all is well in your harbour of hatred

So i must hide. in demimondes.
In these dusty, hazy corners.
Where no man dare go
All lost in a half-world.
Lost in the limbo-zone.
Where only my name is left
Echoing endlessly.
Echoing endlessly.
In your harbour of hatred.