歌曲 | The Maelstrom Mephisto |
歌手 | Dimmu Borgir |
专辑 | Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Archon, Galderon, Mustis ... | |
Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside | |
Cast down all memories from a past and future world | |
The cynic icons and the cryptic writings | |
As a picturesque creation in force and spirit | |
Against their reason and will, it is time | |
Give darkness it's passion plea | |
The venomous tongue | |
The inevitable poison | |
Paralyze the angels | |
Freeze the forgiven | |
Baptize in fire | |
Unleash the devil at heart | |
Unleash the maelstrom mephisto | |
(chorus:) | |
So sinner, mourn well | |
Make all the swans suffer in hell | |
The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace | |
To revel and feast in undelivered grace | |
Pledged to judgmental arrogance in | |
Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood | |
To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself | |
A tyranny in torment, an inner-sanctum stealing sleep | |
In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle | |
Where the ravens spread their wings out wide | |
Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity | |
And watch the relentless paint the soil black | |
What is being formed echoes throughout eternity | |
As the painter chooses color no more | |
Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over | |
As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy | |
Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes | |
A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies:lies |
zuo ci : Archon, Galderon, Mustis ... | |
Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside | |
Cast down all memories from a past and future world | |
The cynic icons and the cryptic writings | |
As a picturesque creation in force and spirit | |
Against their reason and will, it is time | |
Give darkness it' s passion plea | |
The venomous tongue | |
The inevitable poison | |
Paralyze the angels | |
Freeze the forgiven | |
Baptize in fire | |
Unleash the devil at heart | |
Unleash the maelstrom mephisto | |
chorus: | |
So sinner, mourn well | |
Make all the swans suffer in hell | |
The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace | |
To revel and feast in undelivered grace | |
Pledged to judgmental arrogance in | |
Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood | |
To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself | |
A tyranny in torment, an innersanctum stealing sleep | |
In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle | |
Where the ravens spread their wings out wide | |
Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity | |
And watch the relentless paint the soil black | |
What is being formed echoes throughout eternity | |
As the painter chooses color no more | |
Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over | |
As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy | |
Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes | |
A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies: lies |
zuò cí : Archon, Galderon, Mustis ... | |
Ride the vortex winds with the beast inside | |
Cast down all memories from a past and future world | |
The cynic icons and the cryptic writings | |
As a picturesque creation in force and spirit | |
Against their reason and will, it is time | |
Give darkness it' s passion plea | |
The venomous tongue | |
The inevitable poison | |
Paralyze the angels | |
Freeze the forgiven | |
Baptize in fire | |
Unleash the devil at heart | |
Unleash the maelstrom mephisto | |
chorus: | |
So sinner, mourn well | |
Make all the swans suffer in hell | |
The maelstrom of the mephisto left the trace | |
To revel and feast in undelivered grace | |
Pledged to judgmental arrogance in | |
Drawn principles of ignorant falsehood | |
To comprehend that the sin of life is life itself | |
A tyranny in torment, an innersanctum stealing sleep | |
In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle | |
Where the ravens spread their wings out wide | |
Dwell in depths of the darker self at any shore of infinity | |
And watch the relentless paint the soil black | |
What is being formed echoes throughout eternity | |
As the painter chooses color no more | |
Hold your shadows close when the comedy is over | |
As the days of mourning seem to be the days of joy | |
Fragments fell from the sky in order to penetrate the eyes | |
A convict wallowing in a lifetime of lies: lies |