歌曲 | With the Gleam of the Torches |
歌手 | Samael |
专辑 | Blood Ritual |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Vorphalack, Xytras | |
[the priest:] - | |
Everything's ready - | |
Go and get me fresh meat - | |
We're thirsty for sacred beverage - | |
Hurry up! | |
I can't wait anymore [the assembly:] - | |
Here she is the promised virgin! [narration:] | |
Her nude body plays with the unstable shadows | |
Her long hair hides half her breasts, she rises her head | |
Her eyes are shining with the gleam of the torches [the priest:] - | |
Look deep in my eyes, you little bitch - | |
Look at your death, she smiles at you [priest reflection:] | |
Death opens her arms to you | |
You tremble and your body is wet | |
You haven't to be scared, you'll be saved | |
You'll suffer, you'll die, you'll be free [the priest:] | |
I wish to hear her weep | |
I wish to hear her cry | |
I wish to hear her yell | |
Of disgust... of fear... of pain [the priest with the crowd:] | |
We gonna take care of you... |
zuo ci : Vorphalack, Xytras | |
the priest: | |
Everything' s ready | |
Go and get me fresh meat | |
We' re thirsty for sacred beverage | |
Hurry up! | |
I can' t wait anymore the assembly: | |
Here she is the promised virgin! narration: | |
Her nude body plays with the unstable shadows | |
Her long hair hides half her breasts, she rises her head | |
Her eyes are shining with the gleam of the torches the priest: | |
Look deep in my eyes, you little bitch | |
Look at your death, she smiles at you priest reflection: | |
Death opens her arms to you | |
You tremble and your body is wet | |
You haven' t to be scared, you' ll be saved | |
You' ll suffer, you' ll die, you' ll be free the priest: | |
I wish to hear her weep | |
I wish to hear her cry | |
I wish to hear her yell | |
Of disgust... of fear... of pain the priest with the crowd: | |
We gonna take care of you... |
zuò cí : Vorphalack, Xytras | |
the priest: | |
Everything' s ready | |
Go and get me fresh meat | |
We' re thirsty for sacred beverage | |
Hurry up! | |
I can' t wait anymore the assembly: | |
Here she is the promised virgin! narration: | |
Her nude body plays with the unstable shadows | |
Her long hair hides half her breasts, she rises her head | |
Her eyes are shining with the gleam of the torches the priest: | |
Look deep in my eyes, you little bitch | |
Look at your death, she smiles at you priest reflection: | |
Death opens her arms to you | |
You tremble and your body is wet | |
You haven' t to be scared, you' ll be saved | |
You' ll suffer, you' ll die, you' ll be free the priest: | |
I wish to hear her weep | |
I wish to hear her cry | |
I wish to hear her yell | |
Of disgust... of fear... of pain the priest with the crowd: | |
We gonna take care of you... |