[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tomas Pettersson
[00:01.000] 作词 : Tomas Pettersson
[01:40.33]I am the father the sun and the spirit, holy formation assembled of three
[01:48.41]Blasphemous union construed in my image, we are all children, perverted like me
[01:56.41]Passion and fire the hallowed alliance, lust is defiance; desire is me
[02:04.53]Every abstraction is forged out of angles; stars are the eyes of a god that can’t see
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[02:28.88]I am the hunger the whore and the mimic, father of legion and lover of three
[02:36.64]We live in a world that is painted in fire, burning and burning refusing decree
[02:45.03]History stands on a pillar of failure; war and corruption reflects every deed
[02:52.98]“Holy perversion”, the call of forever, we are the first and the last of the free
[03:01.02]Am I an angel disguised as a lion, or am I a demon disguised as a sheep?
[03:09.13]We are just human attempting survival, searching for omens in visions concealed
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[04:05.54]I am the fire the fool and the harlot, life is an orgy just waiting to be
[04:13.61]Petals of roses descend where we wander, far from convictions invented to deem
[04:21.60]Life is a dream and a nightmare united, walking through deserts were colors explode
[04:29.66]What do you see when you gaze to the heavens, I see a story of madness untold
[04:37.91]Time is a kettle of crimson and fire; the smell of perversion is dense in the air
[04:45.84]Where is redemption in times when you need it, war has a brilliance too often unheard
[04:53.86]Pass me the chalice and drink to the fearless, open the absinthe and pass it around
[05:02.06]Hear every angel resound in the choir, soon every trumpet will sound and resound
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[05:42.41]We are all victims of infinite madness, history changes as life is revised
[05:50.40]Lust is a hunger that burns like starvation, dictating passion and what we defy
[05:58.44]Sear with the passion of one thousand fires, search for the answer in questions unasked
[06:06.56]You want the girl who is dressed in your image; I want the girl in her stockings unmasked
[06:14.57]As we mature every inmost perversion, moving beyond the conception of fear
[06:22.66]Lust is the fire that forges advancement; I am the owner of destiny’s spear
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