[00:00.00] 作曲 : Christopher Paul Wiseman
[00:00.30]Music produced by Chris Wiseman and Christian Donaldson
[00:37.980]MALEDICTION!!!
[01:06.880]I emerge alive
[01:08.900]Regurgitated as a slave to the tests of time
[01:13.540]I ain't reject and do not rejoice my immortality
[01:18.030]For there is nothing left of this place
[01:23.490]Spawning unto desolation again
[01:28.810]In shadow I slumber
[01:33.190]Until I am but dust
[01:35.900]Am I to live in nothingness
[01:40.680]In death I live to dwell the days away in fathomless dismay
[01:48.960]Am I to roam forever gone
[01:53.390]To roam forever gone
[02:07.950]Festering memories of the past start to project
[02:10.750]Then wither away inducing insanity on my behalf
[02:26.890]We were led to believe the netherworld is of myth
[02:32.700]But it dwells within and it's nature so abstract
[02:38.050]Yet so very real
[02:54.860]A most horrid fate
[02:57.880]Ghastly rotting grave
[03:00.680]Bloodshed and malice conjured the source of our decay
[03:07.940]We wasted AWAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!
[03:12.810]AWAYYYYYYYYYY!!!
[03:16.100]YOOOOOOOO!!!
[03:19.000]BEHOOOOOOOOOOLD!!!!
[03:23.900]I am he who lives
[03:27.040]Thrice be gotten in bedlam
[03:30.320]Against evanescent horizons
[03:34.570]How melancholy
[03:49.510]Am I to live in nothingness
[03:54.450]In death I live to dwell the days away in fathomless dismay
[04:01.920]Time withers
[04:04.250]The sun extinguished
[04:08.660]And yet still,i remain
[04:14.780]The age of man passes
[04:19.890]My progress,struggles,and suffering awaste
[04:27.360]( orchestration )

作曲 : Christopher Paul Wiseman
Music produced by Chris Wiseman and Christian Donaldson
MALEDICTION!!!
I emerge alive
Regurgitated as a slave to the tests of time
I ain't reject and do not rejoice my immortality
For there is nothing left of this place
Spawning unto desolation again
In shadow I slumber
Until I am but dust
Am I to live in nothingness
In death I live to dwell the days away in fathomless dismay
Am I to roam forever gone
To roam forever gone
Festering memories of the past start to project
Then wither away inducing insanity on my behalf
We were led to believe the netherworld is of myth
But it dwells within and it's nature so abstract
Yet so very real
A most horrid fate
Ghastly rotting grave
Bloodshed and malice conjured the source of our decay
We wasted AWAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!
AWAYYYYYYYYYY!!!
YOOOOOOOO!!!
BEHOOOOOOOOOOLD!!!!
I am he who lives
Thrice be gotten in bedlam
Against evanescent horizons
How melancholy
Am I to live in nothingness
In death I live to dwell the days away in fathomless dismay
Time withers
The sun extinguished
And yet still,i remain
The age of man passes
My progress,struggles,and suffering awaste
( orchestration )