Prime Evil Renaissance 歌词

	作词 : Satyricon
	He would kill the whitedraped men
	He would kill all holly men
	He would kill the powers in controlto waste these jokers in this pathetic game
	He would choke the sleaze pig
	He would shepherd the sheep off the cliff
	He would crush all organs of speechto start the process of renewal
	He would avenge the dead
	He would crave divine protection
	He would sing the songs of darknessto call upon it to manifest
	He would "mirror" himself in the tundra frost
	He would rape its virtue
	He would disable its ways of hurting himto give him that advantage
	This would be the way of the misanthropein order to create you must destroy
	We would greet the nuclear morning mist
	We would smile at all life dying
	We would cherish each and every momentand celebrate the return of
	SinWe would bow to the planet's
	Iconoclastwe would march under the flag of
	Dominion and
	Hatewe would burn all conspiratorsand their works with'em
	We would reveal the only truthwe would make them really sorrywe would show them
	Sovereignty in true fashionand then be a reflection of their loss
	We would soak up the last joys of our liveswe would
	Hail that grotesque destiny we would walk on the last gloryand hope for blessing to come

	zuo ci : Satyricon
	He would kill the whitedraped men
	He would kill all holly men
	He would kill the powers in controlto waste these jokers in this pathetic game
	He would choke the sleaze pig
	He would shepherd the sheep off the cliff
	He would crush all organs of speechto start the process of renewal
	He would avenge the dead
	He would crave divine protection
	He would sing the songs of darknessto call upon it to manifest
	He would " mirror" himself in the tundra frost
	He would rape its virtue
	He would disable its ways of hurting himto give him that advantage
	This would be the way of the misanthropein order to create you must destroy
	We would greet the nuclear morning mist
	We would smile at all life dying
	We would cherish each and every momentand celebrate the return of
	SinWe would bow to the planet' s
	Iconoclastwe would march under the flag of
	Dominion and
	Hatewe would burn all conspiratorsand their works with' em
	We would reveal the only truthwe would make them really sorrywe would show them
	Sovereignty in true fashionand then be a reflection of their loss
	We would soak up the last joys of our liveswe would
	Hail that grotesque destiny we would walk on the last gloryand hope for blessing to come

	zuò cí : Satyricon
	He would kill the whitedraped men
	He would kill all holly men
	He would kill the powers in controlto waste these jokers in this pathetic game
	He would choke the sleaze pig
	He would shepherd the sheep off the cliff
	He would crush all organs of speechto start the process of renewal
	He would avenge the dead
	He would crave divine protection
	He would sing the songs of darknessto call upon it to manifest
	He would " mirror" himself in the tundra frost
	He would rape its virtue
	He would disable its ways of hurting himto give him that advantage
	This would be the way of the misanthropein order to create you must destroy
	We would greet the nuclear morning mist
	We would smile at all life dying
	We would cherish each and every momentand celebrate the return of
	SinWe would bow to the planet' s
	Iconoclastwe would march under the flag of
	Dominion and
	Hatewe would burn all conspiratorsand their works with' em
	We would reveal the only truthwe would make them really sorrywe would show them
	Sovereignty in true fashionand then be a reflection of their loss
	We would soak up the last joys of our liveswe would
	Hail that grotesque destiny we would walk on the last gloryand hope for blessing to come

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