In the Arms of the Harpy

Splintered rock pierced the clouds,
Where storms roar, crushing the granite.
From the gloom, sorrow tracks the prey,
And ancient evil in black feathers does not sleep.


Do you hear the roar of the approaching darkness?
These claws are sharper than a blade!
The heavenly prison cannot be destroyed,
Death flies down from the peaks up high!

Припев
In the embrace of the Harpy are cold and gloom!
Forged in madness is your every step.
She will tear the heavens in half,
And throw hope to the rocky gods!


A cruel maiden with the wings of an eagle,
Howls her hymn of destruction in the dark.
She carried hunger through the centuries,
To burn out the sanity in your very mind.


Do you hear the roar of the approaching darkness?
These claws are sharper than a blade!
The heavenly prison cannot be destroyed,
Death flies down from the peaks up high!

Припев
In the embrace of the Harpy are cold and gloom!
Forged in madness is your every step.
She will tear the heavens in half,
And throw hope to the rocky gods!




Blind fate gives no rest.
The cave of bones — this is your final path.
And the gold of your ancestors will not save you,
When this monster dives down!



Припев
In the embrace of the Harpy are cold and gloom!
Forged in madness is your every step.
She will tear the heavens in half,
And throw hope to the rocky gods!


Fly... into the dark...
In the embrace of the Harpy...
Into the abyss...
Alone!