歌曲 | The Feast Of Blood |
歌手 | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
专辑 | Es Reiten Die Toten So Schnell(Demo) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
Today they've found another one, | |
Lifeless on the cold subway-floor. | |
His face was turned to his back ... - | |
The same way the other died before. | |
Drain the mortals to their last convulsion | |
and veil the ancient cause, | |
Let off ... of them ... and see them tumble, | |
Let off and enjoy their fall! | |
The Feast of Blood ... - | |
Sweet nourishment, provided with a sob! | |
This mortal nectar, that warms from the inside, | |
This very special sort of wine. | |
So delicious, let it flow ... devour ... oh, so divine. | |
Alas, this feast shall never end, | |
Until in hell we all descent ... |
zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
Today they' ve found another one, | |
Lifeless on the cold subwayfloor. | |
His face was turned to his back ... | |
The same way the other died before. | |
Drain the mortals to their last convulsion | |
and veil the ancient cause, | |
Let off ... of them ... and see them tumble, | |
Let off and enjoy their fall! | |
The Feast of Blood ... | |
Sweet nourishment, provided with a sob! | |
This mortal nectar, that warms from the inside, | |
This very special sort of wine. | |
So delicious, let it flow ... devour ... oh, so divine. | |
Alas, this feast shall never end, | |
Until in hell we all descent ... |
zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
Today they' ve found another one, | |
Lifeless on the cold subwayfloor. | |
His face was turned to his back ... | |
The same way the other died before. | |
Drain the mortals to their last convulsion | |
and veil the ancient cause, | |
Let off ... of them ... and see them tumble, | |
Let off and enjoy their fall! | |
The Feast of Blood ... | |
Sweet nourishment, provided with a sob! | |
This mortal nectar, that warms from the inside, | |
This very special sort of wine. | |
So delicious, let it flow ... devour ... oh, so divine. | |
Alas, this feast shall never end, | |
Until in hell we all descent ... |