Phantoms Of Mortem Tales 歌词

	作词 : Golder, Old Man's Child
	A burning lust for pleasure less desire
	A needless urge to kill
	Fearful thoughts, a strength we admire
	With hate that their minds are fulfilled
	Like tyrants, living life in wrath
	Like wizards, vanishing into the dark:
	As black divine gods
	Born under crimson rain
	Taking lives in seductive ways
	Putrefy the human skin
	Feeding the demons within
	Nailed to the heavenly cross
	You will die with the taste of dust
	Praise your demonic saviour
	Erase your memories of god
	Like wolves, howling to the night
	Like beasts, living beyond the light:
	As black divine gods

	zuo ci : Golder, Old Man' s Child
	A burning lust for pleasure less desire
	A needless urge to kill
	Fearful thoughts, a strength we admire
	With hate that their minds are fulfilled
	Like tyrants, living life in wrath
	Like wizards, vanishing into the dark:
	As black divine gods
	Born under crimson rain
	Taking lives in seductive ways
	Putrefy the human skin
	Feeding the demons within
	Nailed to the heavenly cross
	You will die with the taste of dust
	Praise your demonic saviour
	Erase your memories of god
	Like wolves, howling to the night
	Like beasts, living beyond the light:
	As black divine gods

	zuò cí : Golder, Old Man' s Child
	A burning lust for pleasure less desire
	A needless urge to kill
	Fearful thoughts, a strength we admire
	With hate that their minds are fulfilled
	Like tyrants, living life in wrath
	Like wizards, vanishing into the dark:
	As black divine gods
	Born under crimson rain
	Taking lives in seductive ways
	Putrefy the human skin
	Feeding the demons within
	Nailed to the heavenly cross
	You will die with the taste of dust
	Praise your demonic saviour
	Erase your memories of god
	Like wolves, howling to the night
	Like beasts, living beyond the light:
	As black divine gods

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