歌曲 | Exile (Les Litanies de Satan) |
歌手 | Ancient Rites |
专辑 | And the Hordes Stood as One |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sprooten, Theys ... | |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longe misère ! | |
Oh Thou, the most savage of angels | |
God only judges mild | |
Those who chant songs to his praise | |
Oh Prince of exile... | |
To whom in every tale done wrong (but who) after defeat, always redresses more strong | |
Like a patron saint of | |
Heavens rejected souls | |
Distinctively closer to | |
Humanity Thou art | |
Connected to | |
Mother earth more profound | |
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully | |
I join thy side | |
Even if this means eternal fire, | |
I embrace thy kingdom of night | |
Exile, exile!!!!! | |
Wandering in | |
Thy wastelands | |
Far away from the heavenly autocrat | |
Close to Thee | |
I chose to repose | |
Liberated from | |
God's wrath | |
Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us | |
With plentiful room for science | |
A shelter for creative minds | |
To dream away in silence... | |
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully | |
I join thy side | |
Even if this means eternal fire, | |
I embrace thy kingdom of night |
zuo qu : Sprooten, Theys ... | |
O Satan, prends pitie de ma longe mise re ! | |
Oh Thou, the most savage of angels | |
God only judges mild | |
Those who chant songs to his praise | |
Oh Prince of exile... | |
To whom in every tale done wrong but who after defeat, always redresses more strong | |
Like a patron saint of | |
Heavens rejected souls | |
Distinctively closer to | |
Humanity Thou art | |
Connected to | |
Mother earth more profound | |
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully | |
I join thy side | |
Even if this means eternal fire, | |
I embrace thy kingdom of night | |
Exile, exile!!!!! | |
Wandering in | |
Thy wastelands | |
Far away from the heavenly autocrat | |
Close to Thee | |
I chose to repose | |
Liberated from | |
God' s wrath | |
Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us | |
With plentiful room for science | |
A shelter for creative minds | |
To dream away in silence... | |
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully | |
I join thy side | |
Even if this means eternal fire, | |
I embrace thy kingdom of night |
zuò qǔ : Sprooten, Theys ... | |
O Satan, prends pitié de ma longe misè re ! | |
Oh Thou, the most savage of angels | |
God only judges mild | |
Those who chant songs to his praise | |
Oh Prince of exile... | |
To whom in every tale done wrong but who after defeat, always redresses more strong | |
Like a patron saint of | |
Heavens rejected souls | |
Distinctively closer to | |
Humanity Thou art | |
Connected to | |
Mother earth more profound | |
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully | |
I join thy side | |
Even if this means eternal fire, | |
I embrace thy kingdom of night | |
Exile, exile!!!!! | |
Wandering in | |
Thy wastelands | |
Far away from the heavenly autocrat | |
Close to Thee | |
I chose to repose | |
Liberated from | |
God' s wrath | |
Exile!!! A temple raised for the ones like us | |
With plentiful room for science | |
A shelter for creative minds | |
To dream away in silence... | |
Oh Thou fallen angel of gloom, joyfully | |
I join thy side | |
Even if this means eternal fire, | |
I embrace thy kingdom of night |