歌曲 | No Longer Human |
歌手 | Dark Fortress |
专辑 | Eidolon |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Morean, Santura | |
Open the Aethyr with a creak like a quake, | |
And a hiss of newborn stars, | |
There is division, hither, homeward, | |
We call to life, the | |
Anti-Janus, | |
The anti-door that splits the mirror, | |
We call to death, the inertia of incarnation, | |
Twirling the vortex, our gazes, hermetic, | |
Shall cause the tide of time to rip. | |
No longer morphically crucified, | |
Devour the form of all life, | |
In their star-engulfing grip. | |
Twin gaping black holes, | |
Consume your flesh, | |
In a halo of flaring, spinning worlds, | |
No longer human, | |
Your eyes are transcending, | |
The cortex of your burning soul, | |
Deep in the heart of | |
Uroboros, | |
Rectificando | |
Invenies Clavem | |
Occultam, | |
Unmake all doors, | |
Let life and death be one, | |
Plunge with me, | |
Into the sixth dimension, | |
Embodied in us, | |
The phase-space of all life at once, | |
Twirling the vortex, | |
Our gazes spawn novas, | |
Have caused the void of space to rip, | |
No longer morphically crucified, | |
Devour the form of all life, | |
In their star-engulfing grip, | |
Born from our fire, | |
The shape of all death at once, | |
Twin gaping black holes, | |
Consume your flesh, | |
In a halo of flaring, spinning worlds, | |
No longer human, | |
Your eyes are transcending, | |
The cortex of your burning soul... |
zuo qu : Morean, Santura | |
Open the Aethyr with a creak like a quake, | |
And a hiss of newborn stars, | |
There is division, hither, homeward, | |
We call to life, the | |
AntiJanus, | |
The antidoor that splits the mirror, | |
We call to death, the inertia of incarnation, | |
Twirling the vortex, our gazes, hermetic, | |
Shall cause the tide of time to rip. | |
No longer morphically crucified, | |
Devour the form of all life, | |
In their starengulfing grip. | |
Twin gaping black holes, | |
Consume your flesh, | |
In a halo of flaring, spinning worlds, | |
No longer human, | |
Your eyes are transcending, | |
The cortex of your burning soul, | |
Deep in the heart of | |
Uroboros, | |
Rectificando | |
Invenies Clavem | |
Occultam, | |
Unmake all doors, | |
Let life and death be one, | |
Plunge with me, | |
Into the sixth dimension, | |
Embodied in us, | |
The phasespace of all life at once, | |
Twirling the vortex, | |
Our gazes spawn novas, | |
Have caused the void of space to rip, | |
No longer morphically crucified, | |
Devour the form of all life, | |
In their starengulfing grip, | |
Born from our fire, | |
The shape of all death at once, | |
Twin gaping black holes, | |
Consume your flesh, | |
In a halo of flaring, spinning worlds, | |
No longer human, | |
Your eyes are transcending, | |
The cortex of your burning soul... |
zuò qǔ : Morean, Santura | |
Open the Aethyr with a creak like a quake, | |
And a hiss of newborn stars, | |
There is division, hither, homeward, | |
We call to life, the | |
AntiJanus, | |
The antidoor that splits the mirror, | |
We call to death, the inertia of incarnation, | |
Twirling the vortex, our gazes, hermetic, | |
Shall cause the tide of time to rip. | |
No longer morphically crucified, | |
Devour the form of all life, | |
In their starengulfing grip. | |
Twin gaping black holes, | |
Consume your flesh, | |
In a halo of flaring, spinning worlds, | |
No longer human, | |
Your eyes are transcending, | |
The cortex of your burning soul, | |
Deep in the heart of | |
Uroboros, | |
Rectificando | |
Invenies Clavem | |
Occultam, | |
Unmake all doors, | |
Let life and death be one, | |
Plunge with me, | |
Into the sixth dimension, | |
Embodied in us, | |
The phasespace of all life at once, | |
Twirling the vortex, | |
Our gazes spawn novas, | |
Have caused the void of space to rip, | |
No longer morphically crucified, | |
Devour the form of all life, | |
In their starengulfing grip, | |
Born from our fire, | |
The shape of all death at once, | |
Twin gaping black holes, | |
Consume your flesh, | |
In a halo of flaring, spinning worlds, | |
No longer human, | |
Your eyes are transcending, | |
The cortex of your burning soul... |