Graves Of The Fathers 歌词

	作词 : Lord Worm
	Sextons of the churchyard
	Have seen unblessed things;
	Ground no longer hallowed
	Has sprouted new graves.
	Descendants of clan
	That unsurped maternity hear whispers in their blood;
	This summons of the
	Fathers. Adherence to the principle
	Of "man by woman born"...
	Anachronistic ritual
	Soon to be obsolete. "Forgive me Father For I know not what I do; My grave beckons As irresistable as drawing breath."
	Nature abhors a vacuum,
	The same is true to a tomb...
	It cannot be empty.
	A barren womb of plenty...
	A vacant grave must be filled.
	For this the
	Fathers' will,
	Material birth be abjure,
	A mother's cunt is unpure.
	Sired in blasphemy,
	In nocturnal obeisance to rotted hearts
	Filled with necrolatry
	Reverse the life cycle be reborn through
	Death. "Forgive me Father For I know not what I do; I leave a void to fill one, Hear my prayers from far below."

	zuo ci : Lord Worm
	Sextons of the churchyard
	Have seen unblessed things
	Ground no longer hallowed
	Has sprouted new graves.
	Descendants of clan
	That unsurped maternity hear whispers in their blood
	This summons of the
	Fathers. Adherence to the principle
	Of " man by woman born"...
	Anachronistic ritual
	Soon to be obsolete. " Forgive me Father For I know not what I do My grave beckons As irresistable as drawing breath."
	Nature abhors a vacuum,
	The same is true to a tomb...
	It cannot be empty.
	A barren womb of plenty...
	A vacant grave must be filled.
	For this the
	Fathers' will,
	Material birth be abjure,
	A mother' s cunt is unpure.
	Sired in blasphemy,
	In nocturnal obeisance to rotted hearts
	Filled with necrolatry
	Reverse the life cycle be reborn through
	Death. " Forgive me Father For I know not what I do I leave a void to fill one, Hear my prayers from far below."

	zuò cí : Lord Worm
	Sextons of the churchyard
	Have seen unblessed things
	Ground no longer hallowed
	Has sprouted new graves.
	Descendants of clan
	That unsurped maternity hear whispers in their blood
	This summons of the
	Fathers. Adherence to the principle
	Of " man by woman born"...
	Anachronistic ritual
	Soon to be obsolete. " Forgive me Father For I know not what I do My grave beckons As irresistable as drawing breath."
	Nature abhors a vacuum,
	The same is true to a tomb...
	It cannot be empty.
	A barren womb of plenty...
	A vacant grave must be filled.
	For this the
	Fathers' will,
	Material birth be abjure,
	A mother' s cunt is unpure.
	Sired in blasphemy,
	In nocturnal obeisance to rotted hearts
	Filled with necrolatry
	Reverse the life cycle be reborn through
	Death. " Forgive me Father For I know not what I do I leave a void to fill one, Hear my prayers from far below."

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