作曲 : Naglfar | |
Scornful cancer of the earth, | |
I challenge thee | |
Strong as the tallest mountain | |
I will not break | |
The blackness in my putrid heart | |
You can not see | |
Born unto this filthy world | |
For no reason but one, to kill your breed | |
The hunt is on, the scent’s been caught | |
Now I stalk my prey | |
Whipped into a murderous state | |
With halos pure and free from sin | |
Now little piglet let me in | |
I will steal your young from their cradles | |
Where you thought that they were safe | |
From their peaceful sleep and into the night | |
Towards the blood drenched realms to feed | |
The flames [Chorus] | |
Rend the flesh | |
So sweet and innocent | |
I held to your call (I’m burning them all) | |
Feeding moloch | |
Moloch, oh moloch | |
I call upon thee | |
I bring you gifts of atrocities | |
The sound of breaking bones | |
And the grinding of teeth | |
Moloch has awoken to feed | |
Devourer of infants come forth and bless me | |
With this killing spree | |
I aim to please | |
Your spiritual essence now embodied in me | |
The blood of babies smeared on my cheers | |
The finest piglet of them all | |
His severed head nailed up on my wall | |
I will steal your young from their cradles | |
Where you thought they were safe | |
From their peaceful sleep and into the night | |
Towards the blood drenched realms to feed | |
The flames [Chorus] | |
Rend the flesh | |
So sweet and innocent | |
I heed to your call (I’m burning them all) | |
Feeding morloch |
zuo qu : Naglfar | |
Scornful cancer of the earth, | |
I challenge thee | |
Strong as the tallest mountain | |
I will not break | |
The blackness in my putrid heart | |
You can not see | |
Born unto this filthy world | |
For no reason but one, to kill your breed | |
The hunt is on, the scent' s been caught | |
Now I stalk my prey | |
Whipped into a murderous state | |
With halos pure and free from sin | |
Now little piglet let me in | |
I will steal your young from their cradles | |
Where you thought that they were safe | |
From their peaceful sleep and into the night | |
Towards the blood drenched realms to feed | |
The flames Chorus | |
Rend the flesh | |
So sweet and innocent | |
I held to your call I' m burning them all | |
Feeding moloch | |
Moloch, oh moloch | |
I call upon thee | |
I bring you gifts of atrocities | |
The sound of breaking bones | |
And the grinding of teeth | |
Moloch has awoken to feed | |
Devourer of infants come forth and bless me | |
With this killing spree | |
I aim to please | |
Your spiritual essence now embodied in me | |
The blood of babies smeared on my cheers | |
The finest piglet of them all | |
His severed head nailed up on my wall | |
I will steal your young from their cradles | |
Where you thought they were safe | |
From their peaceful sleep and into the night | |
Towards the blood drenched realms to feed | |
The flames Chorus | |
Rend the flesh | |
So sweet and innocent | |
I heed to your call I' m burning them all | |
Feeding morloch |
zuò qǔ : Naglfar | |
Scornful cancer of the earth, | |
I challenge thee | |
Strong as the tallest mountain | |
I will not break | |
The blackness in my putrid heart | |
You can not see | |
Born unto this filthy world | |
For no reason but one, to kill your breed | |
The hunt is on, the scent' s been caught | |
Now I stalk my prey | |
Whipped into a murderous state | |
With halos pure and free from sin | |
Now little piglet let me in | |
I will steal your young from their cradles | |
Where you thought that they were safe | |
From their peaceful sleep and into the night | |
Towards the blood drenched realms to feed | |
The flames Chorus | |
Rend the flesh | |
So sweet and innocent | |
I held to your call I' m burning them all | |
Feeding moloch | |
Moloch, oh moloch | |
I call upon thee | |
I bring you gifts of atrocities | |
The sound of breaking bones | |
And the grinding of teeth | |
Moloch has awoken to feed | |
Devourer of infants come forth and bless me | |
With this killing spree | |
I aim to please | |
Your spiritual essence now embodied in me | |
The blood of babies smeared on my cheers | |
The finest piglet of them all | |
His severed head nailed up on my wall | |
I will steal your young from their cradles | |
Where you thought they were safe | |
From their peaceful sleep and into the night | |
Towards the blood drenched realms to feed | |
The flames Chorus | |
Rend the flesh | |
So sweet and innocent | |
I heed to your call I' m burning them all | |
Feeding morloch |