A Scream to Express the Hate of a Race 歌词
| 歌曲 | A Scream to Express the Hate of a Race |
| 歌手 | Mirrorthrone |
| 专辑 | Carriers Of Dust |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Vladimir | |
| Scattering ashes and dust from its burnt hands, | |
| The headless flock crawls, growls and moans. | |
| For beheaded at birth and disheartened by the pathless infinities of stars, | |
| The weak in spirit collapsed at the death of their god. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| Purify the children and kill the usurped genitors | |
| Occulted from the transcendental state. | |
| Praise the incestuous habits of the pure bloods of power | |
| Gathering the whitest Egos of this world. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| The dead eyes and the vultures gather around the rotting sepulchre of the past | |
| Overflowing with the corpses of moral, social, religious and scientific creations. | |
| But as long as these remains will not be fully consumed, the air will not be pure | |
| And the deep Egos will suffocate. | |
| Behold the inferior blood flow. | |
| Feel the inner hatred grow. | |
| Oh, such private feelings | |
| Cherished within the heart of my disgusted being. | |
| "Genocide! Hear my call for genocide!" | |
| Read the fury written within the blood red trails | |
| Rolling on my cheeks | |
| And behold the rage carved on my sins, | |
| Cursing the living. | |
| Desecrate the dead inheritance , | |
| Blindfold acceptance. | |
| Tear your eyelids and see the sun, | |
| The light of the damned. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| A will strong as iron and waves of blood | |
| Will now be needed | |
| To bring back some solace onto our ground | |
| Among the dying. | |
| A new earth has to be found | |
| In order to re- | |
| Create a powerful humanity | |
| Able to breathe and see. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race that lost itself | |
| Within the entrails of the sound of its echoing steps. | |
| Going to nowhere, from nowhere, till nowhere, | |
| The vultures gather; their feathers are the fathers of... | |
| A plague that the carriers of dust invoked | |
| Has been unleashed on the serene civilization. | |
| It is now time for the pure to awake and act | |
| For the sands are spreading. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race that lost itself | |
| Within the entrails of the sound of its echoing steps. | |
| Going to nowhere, from nowhere, till nowhere, | |
| The vultures gather; their feathers are the fathers of... | |
| ...Nihilism |
| zuo qu : Vladimir | |
| Scattering ashes and dust from its burnt hands, | |
| The headless flock crawls, growls and moans. | |
| For beheaded at birth and disheartened by the pathless infinities of stars, | |
| The weak in spirit collapsed at the death of their god. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| Purify the children and kill the usurped genitors | |
| Occulted from the transcendental state. | |
| Praise the incestuous habits of the pure bloods of power | |
| Gathering the whitest Egos of this world. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| The dead eyes and the vultures gather around the rotting sepulchre of the past | |
| Overflowing with the corpses of moral, social, religious and scientific creations. | |
| But as long as these remains will not be fully consumed, the air will not be pure | |
| And the deep Egos will suffocate. | |
| Behold the inferior blood flow. | |
| Feel the inner hatred grow. | |
| Oh, such private feelings | |
| Cherished within the heart of my disgusted being. | |
| " Genocide! Hear my call for genocide!" | |
| Read the fury written within the blood red trails | |
| Rolling on my cheeks | |
| And behold the rage carved on my sins, | |
| Cursing the living. | |
| Desecrate the dead inheritance , | |
| Blindfold acceptance. | |
| Tear your eyelids and see the sun, | |
| The light of the damned. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| A will strong as iron and waves of blood | |
| Will now be needed | |
| To bring back some solace onto our ground | |
| Among the dying. | |
| A new earth has to be found | |
| In order to re | |
| Create a powerful humanity | |
| Able to breathe and see. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race that lost itself | |
| Within the entrails of the sound of its echoing steps. | |
| Going to nowhere, from nowhere, till nowhere, | |
| The vultures gather their feathers are the fathers of... | |
| A plague that the carriers of dust invoked | |
| Has been unleashed on the serene civilization. | |
| It is now time for the pure to awake and act | |
| For the sands are spreading. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race that lost itself | |
| Within the entrails of the sound of its echoing steps. | |
| Going to nowhere, from nowhere, till nowhere, | |
| The vultures gather their feathers are the fathers of... | |
| ... Nihilism |
| zuò qǔ : Vladimir | |
| Scattering ashes and dust from its burnt hands, | |
| The headless flock crawls, growls and moans. | |
| For beheaded at birth and disheartened by the pathless infinities of stars, | |
| The weak in spirit collapsed at the death of their god. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| Purify the children and kill the usurped genitors | |
| Occulted from the transcendental state. | |
| Praise the incestuous habits of the pure bloods of power | |
| Gathering the whitest Egos of this world. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| The dead eyes and the vultures gather around the rotting sepulchre of the past | |
| Overflowing with the corpses of moral, social, religious and scientific creations. | |
| But as long as these remains will not be fully consumed, the air will not be pure | |
| And the deep Egos will suffocate. | |
| Behold the inferior blood flow. | |
| Feel the inner hatred grow. | |
| Oh, such private feelings | |
| Cherished within the heart of my disgusted being. | |
| " Genocide! Hear my call for genocide!" | |
| Read the fury written within the blood red trails | |
| Rolling on my cheeks | |
| And behold the rage carved on my sins, | |
| Cursing the living. | |
| Desecrate the dead inheritance , | |
| Blindfold acceptance. | |
| Tear your eyelids and see the sun, | |
| The light of the damned. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| A will strong as iron and waves of blood | |
| Will now be needed | |
| To bring back some solace onto our ground | |
| Among the dying. | |
| A new earth has to be found | |
| In order to re | |
| Create a powerful humanity | |
| Able to breathe and see. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race... | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race that lost itself | |
| Within the entrails of the sound of its echoing steps. | |
| Going to nowhere, from nowhere, till nowhere, | |
| The vultures gather their feathers are the fathers of... | |
| A plague that the carriers of dust invoked | |
| Has been unleashed on the serene civilization. | |
| It is now time for the pure to awake and act | |
| For the sands are spreading. | |
| A scream to express the hate of a race that lost itself | |
| Within the entrails of the sound of its echoing steps. | |
| Going to nowhere, from nowhere, till nowhere, | |
| The vultures gather their feathers are the fathers of... | |
| ... Nihilism |
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