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Stricken Arise

	作词 : Azagthoth, Sandoval, Tucker
	Beneath the spite in shattered minds of the weak
	Breathes the truth the knowing, their faith has died
	Blind and unguided, they wander through desolation
	Through the ashes of the world consumed
	Enlightened by their
	Hate......
	Bathing in their
	Lust...Bleeding for the taste of
	RevengeThe
	Stricken Arise
	Festering deep inside manipulation
	Beyond the light, the shadow's fall, this prison's hold
	Awakened and growing,
	Beyond what eyes can see
	Tasting the rebirth the
	Crowning of our
	KingEnlightened by their
	Hate......
	Bathing in their
	Lust...Bleeding for the taste of revenge...
	Thriving in their
	Hate...Writhing in
	Disgust...
	Feasting on their
	WeaknessWe
	Rise...The path of
	Blind Faith.
	The path of
	Idolatry.Their path of meekness
	My wrath of
	SicknessMy wrath of
	DiseaseMy wraths
	Dismantling
	Hope of life
	Beneath the spite in shattered minds of the weak
	Breathes the truth the knowing, their faith has died
	Blind and unguided, they wander through desolation
	Through the ashes of the world consumed
	Enlighten by their
	Hate......
	Bathing in their
	Lust...Bleeding for the taste of revenge...
	Thriving in their
	Hate...Writhing in
	Disgust...
	Feasting on their
	Weakness

	zuò cí : Azagthoth, Sandoval, Tucker
	Beneath the spite in shattered minds of the weak
	Breathes the truth the knowing, their faith has died
	Blind and unguided, they wander through desolation
	Through the ashes of the world consumed
	Enlightened by their
	Hate......
	Bathing in their
	Lust... Bleeding for the taste of
	RevengeThe
	Stricken Arise
	Festering deep inside manipulation
	Beyond the light, the shadow' s fall, this prison' s hold
	Awakened and growing,
	Beyond what eyes can see
	Tasting the rebirth the
	Crowning of our
	KingEnlightened by their
	Hate......
	Bathing in their
	Lust... Bleeding for the taste of revenge...
	Thriving in their
	Hate... Writhing in
	Disgust...
	Feasting on their
	WeaknessWe
	Rise... The path of
	Blind Faith.
	The path of
	Idolatry. Their path of meekness
	My wrath of
	SicknessMy wrath of
	DiseaseMy wraths
	Dismantling
	Hope of life
	Beneath the spite in shattered minds of the weak
	Breathes the truth the knowing, their faith has died
	Blind and unguided, they wander through desolation
	Through the ashes of the world consumed
	Enlighten by their
	Hate......
	Bathing in their
	Lust... Bleeding for the taste of revenge...
	Thriving in their
	Hate... Writhing in
	Disgust...
	Feasting on their
	Weakness