歌曲 | Kings Of The Carnival Creation |
歌手 | Dimmu Borgir |
专辑 | World Misanthropy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mustis, Shagrath, Silenoz | |
Incarnated marvels simplified | |
Effects from such a disconsolate kind | |
Impotence of the once so perfect living | |
Erase and rewind | |
Stand rigid for the next battle | |
Peace means reloading your guns | |
The love for life is all hatred in disguise | |
A carnival creation with masks undone | |
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin | |
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind | |
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth | |
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies | |
An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate | |
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh | |
I wish you well | |
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin | |
Worshiped by anyone's mass on our planet | |
HellWhat on earth possessed you? | |
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues | |
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception | |
Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions | |
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface | |
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect | |
With such bedeviled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil | |
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin | |
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh as | |
I wish you well | |
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin | |
Worshiped by anyone's mass on our planet | |
HellWhat on earth possessed you? | |
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues | |
Left are the kings of the carnival creation | |
Carrying out the echoes of the fallen | |
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away | |
The ultimate graceless voyage of all times | |
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently | |
Cripples joining arms in clamor | |
Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted |
zuo ci : Mustis, Shagrath, Silenoz | |
Incarnated marvels simplified | |
Effects from such a disconsolate kind | |
Impotence of the once so perfect living | |
Erase and rewind | |
Stand rigid for the next battle | |
Peace means reloading your guns | |
The love for life is all hatred in disguise | |
A carnival creation with masks undone | |
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin | |
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind | |
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth | |
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies | |
An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate | |
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh | |
I wish you well | |
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin | |
Worshiped by anyone' s mass on our planet | |
HellWhat on earth possessed you? | |
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues | |
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception | |
Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions | |
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface | |
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect | |
With such bedeviled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil | |
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin | |
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh as | |
I wish you well | |
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin | |
Worshiped by anyone' s mass on our planet | |
HellWhat on earth possessed you? | |
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues | |
Left are the kings of the carnival creation | |
Carrying out the echoes of the fallen | |
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away | |
The ultimate graceless voyage of all times | |
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently | |
Cripples joining arms in clamor | |
Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted |
zuò cí : Mustis, Shagrath, Silenoz | |
Incarnated marvels simplified | |
Effects from such a disconsolate kind | |
Impotence of the once so perfect living | |
Erase and rewind | |
Stand rigid for the next battle | |
Peace means reloading your guns | |
The love for life is all hatred in disguise | |
A carnival creation with masks undone | |
In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin | |
Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind | |
Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth | |
Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies | |
An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate | |
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh | |
I wish you well | |
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin | |
Worshiped by anyone' s mass on our planet | |
HellWhat on earth possessed you? | |
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues | |
Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception | |
Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions | |
Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface | |
And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect | |
With such bedeviled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil | |
Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin | |
With the stigma feasting upon your flesh as | |
I wish you well | |
Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin | |
Worshiped by anyone' s mass on our planet | |
HellWhat on earth possessed you? | |
Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues | |
Left are the kings of the carnival creation | |
Carrying out the echoes of the fallen | |
Sense the withering eternity as it fades away | |
The ultimate graceless voyage of all times | |
Only death will be guarding your angels, silently | |
Cripples joining arms in clamor | |
Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted |