[00:00.00] 作词 : William Roussel
[00:01.00] 作曲 : William Roussel
[00:26.94]As I approach the site forgotten by men, the trees block my path.
[00:32.13]Their sharp branches scratch my livid skin. They are alive!
[00:37.83]The bats fly away as I pass, in a black and rumbling storm.
[00:41.16]Swarms of insects descend around me, nature here is deeply evil.
[00:45.36]In the night, under the rain.
[01:07.44]Magnetized.
[01:10.41]Mesmerized.
[01:13.62]I follow the trail indicated by jackals lining the path.
[01:16.86]The raptors of the night send me their croaking curse.
[01:21.75]To the sound of the wind, the entrance finally takes shape.
[01:31.08]I plunge into a narrow tunnel, the domain of the arachnids.
[01:33.69]In the night, under the rain.
[01:54.03]Magnetized.
[01:56.43]Mesmerized.
[01:56.85]Digging the unholy ground, smash the leaden stele of this mausoleum of doom.
[02:28.41]The Devil led me to this place, ancient and possessed,
[02:34.56]In the bowels of the necropolis.
[02:35.22]Through the glimpse of my torch, graves as far as i can see.
[02:47.94]Ziggurat of Demons called me to stay eternally.
[02:51.09]I guess it was my fate to dig my own grave.
[02:54.27]Cursed between these walls in the bowels of the necropolis.
[02:55.47]Fallen from the grace of the vatican, Satan’s infiltrators lie dormant in blasphemy.
[03:23.16]Statues of ancient warlords, the powerful of the world, surround an effigy of Abigor.
[03:29.49]Graves of hundred tyrants that reigned through blood and domination.
[05:52.11]Grotesque painted perversion scenes on tapestries of human skin
[05:54.96]I saw what shouldn’t be seen, nothing will shine again.
[05:58.29]My mind is burnt by this mysterious aura of the dead.
[06:04.20]My desecrative soul is damned, i throw my torch away.
[06:09.93]Doomed to wander the maze, where could i go anyway.
[06:13.38]Through the glimpse of my torch, graves as far as i can see.
[06:47.97]Ziggurat of Demons called me to stay eternally.
[06:58.77]I guess it was my fate. I dug my own grave.
[07:21.60]Cursed between these walls in the bowels of the necropolis.

作词 : William Roussel
作曲 : William Roussel
As I approach the site forgotten by men, the trees block my path.
Their sharp branches scratch my livid skin. They are alive!
The bats fly away as I pass, in a black and rumbling storm.
Swarms of insects descend around me, nature here is deeply evil.
In the night, under the rain.
Magnetized.
Mesmerized.
I follow the trail indicated by jackals lining the path.
The raptors of the night send me their croaking curse.
To the sound of the wind, the entrance finally takes shape.
I plunge into a narrow tunnel, the domain of the arachnids.
In the night, under the rain.
Magnetized.
Mesmerized.
Digging the unholy ground, smash the leaden stele of this mausoleum of doom.
The Devil led me to this place, ancient and possessed,
In the bowels of the necropolis.
Through the glimpse of my torch, graves as far as i can see.
Ziggurat of Demons called me to stay eternally.
I guess it was my fate to dig my own grave.
Cursed between these walls in the bowels of the necropolis.
Fallen from the grace of the vatican, Satan’s infiltrators lie dormant in blasphemy.
Statues of ancient warlords, the powerful of the world, surround an effigy of Abigor.
Graves of hundred tyrants that reigned through blood and domination.
Grotesque painted perversion scenes on tapestries of human skin
I saw what shouldn’t be seen, nothing will shine again.
My mind is burnt by this mysterious aura of the dead.
My desecrative soul is damned, i throw my torch away.
Doomed to wander the maze, where could i go anyway.
Through the glimpse of my torch, graves as far as i can see.
Ziggurat of Demons called me to stay eternally.
I guess it was my fate. I dug my own grave.
Cursed between these walls in the bowels of the necropolis.