歌曲 | As We Eternally Sleep On It |
歌手 | Moonspell |
专辑 | The Antidote |
作词 : Moonspell, Ribiero | |
The seed of | |
Men,From trees now freezing. | |
All silevered leaves | |
With messages written | |
The Imitators | |
In sequences bright. | |
All perpetraitors | |
In cahins of gold. | |
From the Wait we got our hearts so wet. | |
The Legend rains our drops of sweat. | |
Sweet all the | |
Season. The crop is | |
Death.Reaped on the | |
Rush. You hate yourself. | |
The best of | |
Men,Through racks now stumbling. | |
Learning the blind walk. | |
All apprentices. | |
The fierest | |
Men,In sheep's clothing, | |
Have bor exhausted | |
To everything. | |
And yes we all believe in | |
Madness.We are being born at the sound of | |
Ends.And yes we all belive in cruelty | |
We breed it out so easily. | |
It used to be the pride of | |
Men,Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand. | |
And yes we all have signed the pacts. | |
We knew so well nothing was left. | |
And yes we still believe in | |
BeautyAs we eternally sleep on it. | |
The last of | |
MenAll hide in here | |
Domesticated by everything | |
What's left of the | |
ManI had within, | |
Now gone forever | |
The Beast sets in. | |
And yes we all believe in | |
Fury.When nothing else is supposed to be. | |
Consumed are now all the rewards, | |
As we eternally... |
zuò cí : Moonspell, Ribiero | |
The seed of | |
Men, From trees now freezing. | |
All silevered leaves | |
With messages written | |
The Imitators | |
In sequences bright. | |
All perpetraitors | |
In cahins of gold. | |
From the Wait we got our hearts so wet. | |
The Legend rains our drops of sweat. | |
Sweet all the | |
Season. The crop is | |
Death. Reaped on the | |
Rush. You hate yourself. | |
The best of | |
Men, Through racks now stumbling. | |
Learning the blind walk. | |
All apprentices. | |
The fierest | |
Men, In sheep' s clothing, | |
Have bor exhausted | |
To everything. | |
And yes we all believe in | |
Madness. We are being born at the sound of | |
Ends. And yes we all belive in cruelty | |
We breed it out so easily. | |
It used to be the pride of | |
Men, Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand. | |
And yes we all have signed the pacts. | |
We knew so well nothing was left. | |
And yes we still believe in | |
BeautyAs we eternally sleep on it. | |
The last of | |
MenAll hide in here | |
Domesticated by everything | |
What' s left of the | |
ManI had within, | |
Now gone forever | |
The Beast sets in. | |
And yes we all believe in | |
Fury. When nothing else is supposed to be. | |
Consumed are now all the rewards, | |
As we eternally... |