On Stirring Seas of Salted Blood 歌词

歌曲	On Stirring Seas of Salted Blood
歌手	The Black Dahlia Murder
专辑	Ritual
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[00:00.27]	鐝炵張灞辨ⅵ澧冭仈鐩
[00:01.27]
[00:02.27]
[00:27.19]	Oceans of madness darkened,
[00:31.05]	Alone on hell she rides,
[00:34.71]	Lichen, undead, and rotten,
[00:38.81]	Dripping and dignified.
[00:42.28]	She combs with violence upon the wailing storm,
[00:49.18]	This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry.
[00:56.20]	On stirring seas of salted blood,
[01:07.74]	Condemned to forge her sails forevermore,
[01:15.21]	Her hull will never reach the shores,
[01:20.23]	Damning waters of irony filth.
[01:24.77]
[01:26.57]	鈥淣eath the stench of crimson winds,
[01:30.36]	Her sails of flesh betorn.
[01:33.78]	Red skeletons are oaring,
[01:37.31]	The plasma stains their bones.
[01:41.11]	Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist,
[01:47.69]	This haunted vessel lost and damned,
[01:53.65]	The prisoners of her endless quest.
[01:57.62]	A burial at ancient sea that cannot rest in ****ing peace,
[02:10.85]	The crew of wraithlike revenants merely seek peace and reverence from purgatorial permanence.
[02:22.15]	Their cursed bondage has no end,
[02:26.93]	On they ride through the throes of ceaseless night,
[02:31.98]	Her will never dies.
[02:48.43]
[03:03.84]	The compass pointing straight to hell,
[03:07.62]	And that is where they鈥檙e going.
[03:11.35]	Beaten by curling waves of red,
[03:15.13]	The storm,
[03:16.19]	No signs of slowing now.
[03:19.48]
[03:22.46]	On stirring seas of salted blood,
[03:29.85]	Condemned to forge her sails forevermore,
[03:36.56]	Her hull will never reach the shores,
[03:42.21]	Damning waters of irony filth.
[03:45.38]
[03:45.88]	Scabbed with the blood of ones they have killed,
[03:49.79]	The ghosts of war must soldier on.
[03:55.19]

[00:00.27]	jue tong zhang ba bian li tai ba sui
[00:01.27]
[00:02.27]
[00:27.19]	Oceans of madness darkened,
[00:31.05]	Alone on hell she rides,
[00:34.71]	Lichen, undead, and rotten,
[00:38.81]	Dripping and dignified.
[00:42.28]	She combs with violence upon the wailing storm,
[00:49.18]	This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry.
[00:56.20]	On stirring seas of salted blood,
[01:07.74]	Condemned to forge her sails forevermore,
[01:15.21]	Her hull will never reach the shores,
[01:20.23]	Damning waters of irony filth.
[01:24.77]
[01:26.57]	huo ni eath the stench of crimson winds,
[01:30.36]	Her sails of flesh betorn.
[01:33.78]	Red skeletons are oaring,
[01:37.31]	The plasma stains their bones.
[01:41.11]	Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist,
[01:47.69]	This haunted vessel lost and damned,
[01:53.65]	The prisoners of her endless quest.
[01:57.62]	A burial at ancient sea that cannot rest in ing peace,
[02:10.85]	The crew of wraithlike revenants merely seek peace and reverence from purgatorial permanence.
[02:22.15]	Their cursed bondage has no end,
[02:26.93]	On they ride through the throes of ceaseless night,
[02:31.98]	Her will never dies.
[02:48.43]
[03:03.84]	The compass pointing straight to hell,
[03:07.62]	And that is where they huo cheng e going.
[03:11.35]	Beaten by curling waves of red,
[03:15.13]	The storm,
[03:16.19]	No signs of slowing now.
[03:19.48]
[03:22.46]	On stirring seas of salted blood,
[03:29.85]	Condemned to forge her sails forevermore,
[03:36.56]	Her hull will never reach the shores,
[03:42.21]	Damning waters of irony filth.
[03:45.38]
[03:45.88]	Scabbed with the blood of ones they have killed,
[03:49.79]	The ghosts of war must soldier on.
[03:55.19]

[00:00.27]	jué tōng zhāng bà biàn lǐ tái bā suì
[00:01.27]
[00:02.27]
[00:27.19]	Oceans of madness darkened,
[00:31.05]	Alone on hell she rides,
[00:34.71]	Lichen, undead, and rotten,
[00:38.81]	Dripping and dignified.
[00:42.28]	She combs with violence upon the wailing storm,
[00:49.18]	This spectral ship of doomed purgation barrels on awry.
[00:56.20]	On stirring seas of salted blood,
[01:07.74]	Condemned to forge her sails forevermore,
[01:15.21]	Her hull will never reach the shores,
[01:20.23]	Damning waters of irony filth.
[01:24.77]
[01:26.57]	huǒ ní eath the stench of crimson winds,
[01:30.36]	Her sails of flesh betorn.
[01:33.78]	Red skeletons are oaring,
[01:37.31]	The plasma stains their bones.
[01:41.11]	Her rusting cannons fire blindly in the mist,
[01:47.69]	This haunted vessel lost and damned,
[01:53.65]	The prisoners of her endless quest.
[01:57.62]	A burial at ancient sea that cannot rest in ing peace,
[02:10.85]	The crew of wraithlike revenants merely seek peace and reverence from purgatorial permanence.
[02:22.15]	Their cursed bondage has no end,
[02:26.93]	On they ride through the throes of ceaseless night,
[02:31.98]	Her will never dies.
[02:48.43]
[03:03.84]	The compass pointing straight to hell,
[03:07.62]	And that is where they huǒ chéng e going.
[03:11.35]	Beaten by curling waves of red,
[03:15.13]	The storm,
[03:16.19]	No signs of slowing now.
[03:19.48]
[03:22.46]	On stirring seas of salted blood,
[03:29.85]	Condemned to forge her sails forevermore,
[03:36.56]	Her hull will never reach the shores,
[03:42.21]	Damning waters of irony filth.
[03:45.38]
[03:45.88]	Scabbed with the blood of ones they have killed,
[03:49.79]	The ghosts of war must soldier on.
[03:55.19]

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