歌曲 | Crushed revelation |
歌手 | Triumphator |
专辑 | Wings of antichrist |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Arioch, Mörk | |
Heaven silent for thirty | |
I shall be the thunder therein | |
And the altar fires burns among us | |
I shall smother it with ease | |
A third consumed by flames | |
But the steel of mine won't melt | |
A third soaked in blood | |
I shall be dry and spotless | |
With the taste of the bitter star | |
I shall quench my thirst | |
And the darkness of night grows deeper | |
But I shall light a stake | |
Unleashed are those of the bottomless depths | |
Five months of glorious pain | |
This throat won't cry, out wishing to die | |
Four unleashed and I shall laugh | |
Two hundred million warriors and still I stand tall | |
Jerusalem filthy falls with thousand seven | |
But this voice won't worship out of fear | |
God of heaven never! |
zuo qu : Arioch, M rk | |
Heaven silent for thirty | |
I shall be the thunder therein | |
And the altar fires burns among us | |
I shall smother it with ease | |
A third consumed by flames | |
But the steel of mine won' t melt | |
A third soaked in blood | |
I shall be dry and spotless | |
With the taste of the bitter star | |
I shall quench my thirst | |
And the darkness of night grows deeper | |
But I shall light a stake | |
Unleashed are those of the bottomless depths | |
Five months of glorious pain | |
This throat won' t cry, out wishing to die | |
Four unleashed and I shall laugh | |
Two hundred million warriors and still I stand tall | |
Jerusalem filthy falls with thousand seven | |
But this voice won' t worship out of fear | |
God of heaven never! |
zuò qǔ : Arioch, M rk | |
Heaven silent for thirty | |
I shall be the thunder therein | |
And the altar fires burns among us | |
I shall smother it with ease | |
A third consumed by flames | |
But the steel of mine won' t melt | |
A third soaked in blood | |
I shall be dry and spotless | |
With the taste of the bitter star | |
I shall quench my thirst | |
And the darkness of night grows deeper | |
But I shall light a stake | |
Unleashed are those of the bottomless depths | |
Five months of glorious pain | |
This throat won' t cry, out wishing to die | |
Four unleashed and I shall laugh | |
Two hundred million warriors and still I stand tall | |
Jerusalem filthy falls with thousand seven | |
But this voice won' t worship out of fear | |
God of heaven never! |