歌曲 | Exorcism to Chaos |
歌手 | Cadaveria |
专辑 | In Your Blood |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cadaveria | |
No time to be religious | |
No space for individual research. | |
No time to be religious | |
Disclose your cervical case | |
And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. | |
Don't barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. | |
Come out from your comfortable crypt, | |
from your precious temple, | |
from your private ritual room, | |
perfumed with rare spiritual oils. | |
Keep control of your blood, be conscious of your fragile consistence | |
and realize others' presence is stronger then your fear... | |
Let your conscience overcome the boundaries of convention, | |
And give your mind a rest on this absurd state of entropy. | |
Contaminated by the vulgar dirt, infected by the morbid plague. | |
Let your individual prayer become a collective exorcism to chaos. | |
Open your gangrenous eyes | |
and see terrible terror everywhere. |
zuo qu : Cadaveria | |
No time to be religious | |
No space for individual research. | |
No time to be religious | |
Disclose your cervical case | |
And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. | |
Don' t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. | |
Come out from your comfortable crypt, | |
from your precious temple, | |
from your private ritual room, | |
perfumed with rare spiritual oils. | |
Keep control of your blood, be conscious of your fragile consistence | |
and realize others' presence is stronger then your fear... | |
Let your conscience overcome the boundaries of convention, | |
And give your mind a rest on this absurd state of entropy. | |
Contaminated by the vulgar dirt, infected by the morbid plague. | |
Let your individual prayer become a collective exorcism to chaos. | |
Open your gangrenous eyes | |
and see terrible terror everywhere. |
zuò qǔ : Cadaveria | |
No time to be religious | |
No space for individual research. | |
No time to be religious | |
Disclose your cervical case | |
And see enlightened reality is more obscure than a solar eclipse. | |
Don' t barricade yourself in your cocoon of selfishness. | |
Come out from your comfortable crypt, | |
from your precious temple, | |
from your private ritual room, | |
perfumed with rare spiritual oils. | |
Keep control of your blood, be conscious of your fragile consistence | |
and realize others' presence is stronger then your fear... | |
Let your conscience overcome the boundaries of convention, | |
And give your mind a rest on this absurd state of entropy. | |
Contaminated by the vulgar dirt, infected by the morbid plague. | |
Let your individual prayer become a collective exorcism to chaos. | |
Open your gangrenous eyes | |
and see terrible terror everywhere. |