歌曲 | The Yawning Abyss of Madness |
歌手 | Limbonic Art |
专辑 | Ad Noctum: Dynasty Of Death |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Limbonic Art | |
Again I drift the halls | |
of wondering | |
The black castle of solitude | |
On the very edge of sanity | |
In mental cryogenic interludes | |
I have slipped into the seventh | |
circle of hell | |
In realms where deadly shadows | |
infest every cell | |
Internal Seremonies | |
in ritual death | |
External bleedings for the demon | |
of madness | |
Hide from the torture of the | |
dazzling light | |
The demolition voice shall speak | |
tonight | |
While I'm staring down into the | |
darkest pit | |
An ocean black as the night | |
So infinite deep and consuming | |
It swallows all life force with | |
might | |
Again I drift the halls | |
of wondering | |
As I focus for the | |
darkness to come | |
In anguish minds uplift | |
the conquering | |
To cross the line of death | |
beyond | |
Internal ceremonies | |
in ritual death | |
External bleedings for the | |
demon of madness | |
An abstract reality and | |
bottomless insanity | |
To search for the | |
powers to please | |
The subconscious spirit | |
of disease | |
Time found no remedy | |
cause winds of darkness | |
was stealing me | |
The yawning abyss of madness | |
A cryptic slaughter by hate | |
Darkness is the only survivor | |
As devil dominion terminate | |
Behind the sealed door | |
to imagination | |
I sense the voices of devastation | |
Dementia praecox | |
A cascade of dark emotions | |
An ominous silence imprisons me | |
With disfigured landscapes | |
The winds that carry | |
this esoteric call | |
Emerges from the dungeons | |
underneath my soul | |
As i cross the bridge | |
to that darkness | |
My eyes are filled with | |
so much death |
zuo qu : Limbonic Art | |
Again I drift the halls | |
of wondering | |
The black castle of solitude | |
On the very edge of sanity | |
In mental cryogenic interludes | |
I have slipped into the seventh | |
circle of hell | |
In realms where deadly shadows | |
infest every cell | |
Internal Seremonies | |
in ritual death | |
External bleedings for the demon | |
of madness | |
Hide from the torture of the | |
dazzling light | |
The demolition voice shall speak | |
tonight | |
While I' m staring down into the | |
darkest pit | |
An ocean black as the night | |
So infinite deep and consuming | |
It swallows all life force with | |
might | |
Again I drift the halls | |
of wondering | |
As I focus for the | |
darkness to come | |
In anguish minds uplift | |
the conquering | |
To cross the line of death | |
beyond | |
Internal ceremonies | |
in ritual death | |
External bleedings for the | |
demon of madness | |
An abstract reality and | |
bottomless insanity | |
To search for the | |
powers to please | |
The subconscious spirit | |
of disease | |
Time found no remedy | |
cause winds of darkness | |
was stealing me | |
The yawning abyss of madness | |
A cryptic slaughter by hate | |
Darkness is the only survivor | |
As devil dominion terminate | |
Behind the sealed door | |
to imagination | |
I sense the voices of devastation | |
Dementia praecox | |
A cascade of dark emotions | |
An ominous silence imprisons me | |
With disfigured landscapes | |
The winds that carry | |
this esoteric call | |
Emerges from the dungeons | |
underneath my soul | |
As i cross the bridge | |
to that darkness | |
My eyes are filled with | |
so much death |
zuò qǔ : Limbonic Art | |
Again I drift the halls | |
of wondering | |
The black castle of solitude | |
On the very edge of sanity | |
In mental cryogenic interludes | |
I have slipped into the seventh | |
circle of hell | |
In realms where deadly shadows | |
infest every cell | |
Internal Seremonies | |
in ritual death | |
External bleedings for the demon | |
of madness | |
Hide from the torture of the | |
dazzling light | |
The demolition voice shall speak | |
tonight | |
While I' m staring down into the | |
darkest pit | |
An ocean black as the night | |
So infinite deep and consuming | |
It swallows all life force with | |
might | |
Again I drift the halls | |
of wondering | |
As I focus for the | |
darkness to come | |
In anguish minds uplift | |
the conquering | |
To cross the line of death | |
beyond | |
Internal ceremonies | |
in ritual death | |
External bleedings for the | |
demon of madness | |
An abstract reality and | |
bottomless insanity | |
To search for the | |
powers to please | |
The subconscious spirit | |
of disease | |
Time found no remedy | |
cause winds of darkness | |
was stealing me | |
The yawning abyss of madness | |
A cryptic slaughter by hate | |
Darkness is the only survivor | |
As devil dominion terminate | |
Behind the sealed door | |
to imagination | |
I sense the voices of devastation | |
Dementia praecox | |
A cascade of dark emotions | |
An ominous silence imprisons me | |
With disfigured landscapes | |
The winds that carry | |
this esoteric call | |
Emerges from the dungeons | |
underneath my soul | |
As i cross the bridge | |
to that darkness | |
My eyes are filled with | |
so much death |