Desert

1812 feat.Ralf Scheepers (Primal Fear,ex-Gamma Ray) - taken from DESERT's album “Never Regret”, released worldwide on March 30, 2015 via Raven Music and August 6th in Russia via IROND. ORDER the "NEVER REGRET" album HERE: http://www.desertband.com/home/merch ________________________________________­____________________ FOLLOW and SUBSCRIBE to DESERT: Website: http://www.desertband.com Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/DesertOfficial Youtube: http://www.Youtube.com/DesertOfficial Twitter: https://twitter.com/desert_band Google+: https://plus.google.com/+desertofficial VK: https://vk.com/desert Instagram: http://instagram.com/desert_official BandCamp: https://desertband.bandcamp.com ________________________________________­_________________________________ Produced and arranged at A.G.Studio in Tel Aviv, Israel by Alex Zvulun and Desert Recorded and engineered at A.G.Studio in Tel Aviv, Israel by Alex Zvulun Mixed and mastered at A.G. Studio in Tel Aviv, Israel by Alex and VitalyZvulun Technician – Vitaly Zvulun https://www.facebook.com/AG.recording... Cover artwork and booklet design by Jobert Mello, SledgeHammer Graphix Band photos by Guy First and Francesco Lucia Additional arrangements and FX recorded at Cast Iron Studio, Israel by Erez Yohanan Video animation and edit by Mike Joaquim ________________________________________­___________________________________ 1812 (Music: S.Metalheart; Lyrics: A.Raymar, O. Aryutkin) Over the edge of the world, covered in frozen blood Lost my best friend to snow, ready to fall apart Craving to rule them all, father devoured his heir Great Army marches far, destined for great despair Hell has frozen over. And it'sNOW! We have marched for many miles We shall march for many more In the frozen mud of Russia I am bound to be un-born Swiftly tagged the juice of nation I was promised easy bread Father handed one-way journey To the godforsaken land Hear the thump of marching armies Horses neigh and cannons moan The soundtrack to final battle Death is reaching for my throat Just one more step, on the field of broken wishes Borodino! The beginning of the end Lost! In the 1812! Gone! It's the 1812! Frenchmen strike with reckless fury Russian forces tear apart On the field of broken wishes Soil is soaking wet with blood Another page, in the book of failed ambitions Borodino! Marks beginning of the end! Lost! In the 1812! Gone! It's the 1812! ________________________________________­_______________ (c) All Rights Reserved to Desert band.