Armageddon's Evolution 歌词

	作曲 : Tenth Enochian Key, Vacv, Waran
	The thunders of judgement and wrath
	Are numbered and harboured in south
	In the likeness of an oak whose braches
	Are nests of
	Lamentation
	And weeping laid up
	For Jehovah
	And his servants, which burn
	Night and day
	And vomit out
	The heads of scorpions
	And live sulphur
	Mingled with poison
	These are the thunders that roar
	With a hundred mighty earthquakes
	And a thousands times
	As many surges
	Which rest not nor know
	Any echoing time
	Here and rock
	Bringeth forth a thousands
	Even as the heart
	Of man does his thoughts
	Woe! woe! woe! woe! woe! woe! yea woe!
	Be to he who sits on
	The holy throne in heaven
	For his iniquity is
	Was and shall be great
	Come away! but not your mighty sounds!

	zuo qu : Tenth Enochian Key, Vacv, Waran
	The thunders of judgement and wrath
	Are numbered and harboured in south
	In the likeness of an oak whose braches
	Are nests of
	Lamentation
	And weeping laid up
	For Jehovah
	And his servants, which burn
	Night and day
	And vomit out
	The heads of scorpions
	And live sulphur
	Mingled with poison
	These are the thunders that roar
	With a hundred mighty earthquakes
	And a thousands times
	As many surges
	Which rest not nor know
	Any echoing time
	Here and rock
	Bringeth forth a thousands
	Even as the heart
	Of man does his thoughts
	Woe! woe! woe! woe! woe! woe! yea woe!
	Be to he who sits on
	The holy throne in heaven
	For his iniquity is
	Was and shall be great
	Come away! but not your mighty sounds!

	zuò qǔ : Tenth Enochian Key, Vacv, Waran
	The thunders of judgement and wrath
	Are numbered and harboured in south
	In the likeness of an oak whose braches
	Are nests of
	Lamentation
	And weeping laid up
	For Jehovah
	And his servants, which burn
	Night and day
	And vomit out
	The heads of scorpions
	And live sulphur
	Mingled with poison
	These are the thunders that roar
	With a hundred mighty earthquakes
	And a thousands times
	As many surges
	Which rest not nor know
	Any echoing time
	Here and rock
	Bringeth forth a thousands
	Even as the heart
	Of man does his thoughts
	Woe! woe! woe! woe! woe! woe! yea woe!
	Be to he who sits on
	The holy throne in heaven
	For his iniquity is
	Was and shall be great
	Come away! but not your mighty sounds!

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