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The Sign Of Wrath Awaked

	作曲 : Sjdoin
	Landscapes below, besmeared with angels blood, and rivers filled with tears from grim tortuer acts;
	That dwells within the cold dungeon chambers.
	The agony of damned souls frozen the dim night.
	What can better than to dwell here, driven out of bliss, in this abhorred deep to utter woe.
	Where the inextinguishable flames must forever burn.
	Without hope or end...
	As a great furnace flamed, yet from those flames.
	No light, but darkness visible...
	A fire so high; mighty and as a scythe sears the sky...
	Brings scars in the face of god.
	They viewed the vast immeasurable abyss.
	Outrageous as sea, dark, wasteful, wild.
	Up from the bottom turned by furious and surging winds;
	As mountains to assault heavens height.
	In the sign of
	Hell, the blood of angels enslaved.
	In the sign of the horned, where peace never can dwell.
	They viewed the vast immeasurable abyss.
	Outrageous as sea, dark, wasteful, wild.
	Up from the bottom turned by furious and surging winds;
	As mountains to assault heavens height. "The gate is open and I command my disciples to come forth from the pits of hell, and to grasp the kingdom of god with the infernal powers of darkness..."
	So spake the voice, and clouds began to darken the hills and smoke to roll in sudky wreaths, reluctant flames;
	The sign of wrath awakened...
	Before the gate there sat on each side two formidable shapes in the gloom, two hounds of hell; with wide ceberean jaws.
	The sign of wrath awaked...

	zuò qǔ : Sjdoin
	Landscapes below, besmeared with angels blood, and rivers filled with tears from grim tortuer acts
	That dwells within the cold dungeon chambers.
	The agony of damned souls frozen the dim night.
	What can better than to dwell here, driven out of bliss, in this abhorred deep to utter woe.
	Where the inextinguishable flames must forever burn.
	Without hope or end...
	As a great furnace flamed, yet from those flames.
	No light, but darkness visible...
	A fire so high mighty and as a scythe sears the sky...
	Brings scars in the face of god.
	They viewed the vast immeasurable abyss.
	Outrageous as sea, dark, wasteful, wild.
	Up from the bottom turned by furious and surging winds
	As mountains to assault heavens height.
	In the sign of
	Hell, the blood of angels enslaved.
	In the sign of the horned, where peace never can dwell.
	They viewed the vast immeasurable abyss.
	Outrageous as sea, dark, wasteful, wild.
	Up from the bottom turned by furious and surging winds
	As mountains to assault heavens height. " The gate is open and I command my disciples to come forth from the pits of hell, and to grasp the kingdom of god with the infernal powers of darkness..."
	So spake the voice, and clouds began to darken the hills and smoke to roll in sudky wreaths, reluctant flames
	The sign of wrath awakened...
	Before the gate there sat on each side two formidable shapes in the gloom, two hounds of hell with wide ceberean jaws.
	The sign of wrath awaked...