Arcana Hereticae

歌曲 Arcana Hereticae
歌手 Behemoth
专辑 The Apostasy

歌词

作曲 : Azarewicz, Nergal
background lead:
Sethlead:
Nergalwhat fool you are!from zenith to nadirthrough externalized puritydexteritysealed ye gates ov your own paradise
Skakti, Kali
Ma, Durga
MaThou art pure in thy sinistryfor those who cannot see
The Unconditioned
One!Creatix,
Matrix, Devourer!lead:
SethThee who spits out sunfrom thy mouthin endless momentum -
Kamala's menstruumon road to immortalitywe go against currentto the womb ov
Kalithrough the mouth ov
Bhairavito the final dawn on
Chaoshow come we're still alive?in these kingdoms of filthwhen heaven's so abstractand hell is so real...lead:
Nergalbackground lead:
Sethin my church of disbeliefit canst get no betterwhen days turn from black to greyin church ov indifferenceso innocent in their guiltperfect in their imperfectionlet my children playlead:
Sethin my church ov liberationwhen doubts and fears wither away
I stand alone vs. the worldin the church ov manwhere god is trapped in human flesh
I never prayin church ov pain
I spoil none but myselfyet my monologue's unheard

拼音

zuò qǔ : Azarewicz, Nergal
background lead:
Sethlead:
Nergalwhat fool you are! from zenith to nadirthrough externalized puritydexteritysealed ye gates ov your own paradise
Skakti, Kali
Ma, Durga
MaThou art pure in thy sinistryfor those who cannot see
The Unconditioned
One! Creatix,
Matrix, Devourer! lead:
SethThee who spits out sunfrom thy mouthin endless momentum
Kamala' s menstruumon road to immortalitywe go against currentto the womb ov
Kalithrough the mouth ov
Bhairavito the final dawn on
Chaoshow come we' re still alive? in these kingdoms of filthwhen heaven' s so abstractand hell is so real... lead:
Nergalbackground lead:
Sethin my church of disbeliefit canst get no betterwhen days turn from black to greyin church ov indifferenceso innocent in their guiltperfect in their imperfectionlet my children playlead:
Sethin my church ov liberationwhen doubts and fears wither away
I stand alone vs. the worldin the church ov manwhere god is trapped in human flesh
I never prayin church ov pain
I spoil none but myselfyet my monologue' s unheard