AZNAGEEL THE MAGE
Questions?
- Record Master
- AZNAGEEL THE MAGE
- Recording Artists
- Record Label
- Straight Ahead Productions Ltd.
- Song Writers
-
Marc Bolan
- Date Of Recording
- 1968
- ISRC Number
- GB CHM 68 00006
- Country
- USA
- Lyrics
-
Woven deep beneath the caves of melted steel
Stalks a Mage, a necromancer heel,
Tortured runic clasps of Aztecetian skill,
The condor flies scared skies in scorch of Aznageel.
Below the sun his withered weasel scurries deep.
The streams of doom contrive to kiss his sculptured feet.
His raven legs all churned and ruined through towers of pride
Above the sun the princely guardian condor flies.
A beauty ruby fain it's worth twelve lives or more.
He stammers as he slugs over the staggered floor.
A chilled moment his dolphin eyes maul jewels of war
O joy the sunlit condor unearths Aznageel's doorVIEW COMPLETE FEWER LYRICS
Disclaimer: Information on this page is intended for research purposes only. All information, including publisher, writer and split information is subject to change.
Please contact the appropriate performing rights organization to verify the information above.