歌曲 | Deathlehem |
歌手 | NUNSLAUGHTER |
专辑 | Angelic Dread |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Oh in the town of Deathlehem, how still we see thee lie! | |
For in my deep and dreamless creep I see the Christ child die. | |
Now in the dark and dreary, I will plant my evil seed | |
The fears of all the years and he will never be. | |
For Christ he will be kill, and I gather down below | |
While mortals sleep, the Devil’s keep the tides ebb and flow. | |
How silently but deadly I stab the holy throat | |
Beelzebub imparts the blessings of the Goat | |
No ear may hear me coming, but in this world of sin, | |
I’m here to open hell’s gate, and usher Christians in. | |
Oh morning stars together, proclaim the holy death | |
And curses scream at God the King, as Christ gasps for breath! | |
Belials children impure and gloating to kill the Child, | |
Where misery cries out to thee, Son of the mother wild; | |
Where charity stands watching and faith holds wide the door, | |
The dark night wakes, the gory breaks, and Christmas comes no more. | |
Oh holy Child of Deathlehem, Christmas angels tell | |
Come to us, serve with us. In the deep dark Hell! |
Oh in the town of Deathlehem, how still we see thee lie! | |
For in my deep and dreamless creep I see the Christ child die. | |
Now in the dark and dreary, I will plant my evil seed | |
The fears of all the years and he will never be. | |
For Christ he will be kill, and I gather down below | |
While mortals sleep, the Devil' s keep the tides ebb and flow. | |
How silently but deadly I stab the holy throat | |
Beelzebub imparts the blessings of the Goat | |
No ear may hear me coming, but in this world of sin, | |
I' m here to open hell' s gate, and usher Christians in. | |
Oh morning stars together, proclaim the holy death | |
And curses scream at God the King, as Christ gasps for breath! | |
Belials children impure and gloating to kill the Child, | |
Where misery cries out to thee, Son of the mother wild | |
Where charity stands watching and faith holds wide the door, | |
The dark night wakes, the gory breaks, and Christmas comes no more. | |
Oh holy Child of Deathlehem, Christmas angels tell | |
Come to us, serve with us. In the deep dark Hell! |
Oh in the town of Deathlehem, how still we see thee lie! | |
For in my deep and dreamless creep I see the Christ child die. | |
Now in the dark and dreary, I will plant my evil seed | |
The fears of all the years and he will never be. | |
For Christ he will be kill, and I gather down below | |
While mortals sleep, the Devil' s keep the tides ebb and flow. | |
How silently but deadly I stab the holy throat | |
Beelzebub imparts the blessings of the Goat | |
No ear may hear me coming, but in this world of sin, | |
I' m here to open hell' s gate, and usher Christians in. | |
Oh morning stars together, proclaim the holy death | |
And curses scream at God the King, as Christ gasps for breath! | |
Belials children impure and gloating to kill the Child, | |
Where misery cries out to thee, Son of the mother wild | |
Where charity stands watching and faith holds wide the door, | |
The dark night wakes, the gory breaks, and Christmas comes no more. | |
Oh holy Child of Deathlehem, Christmas angels tell | |
Come to us, serve with us. In the deep dark Hell! |