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The Harvest - Eluveitie.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Christian Glanzmann
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jonas Wolf/Tommy Vetterli/Christian Glanzmann/Rafael Fella
[00:09.066]Shellproof and safety locked
[00:10.496]The boxes round their heads
[00:12.376]Isolated and stored
[00:14.343]Ego-wired to the core
[00:16.719]In a frenzy, the merry-go-round
[00:18.648]Of their monkey minds
[00:20.821]The optical delusion
[00:22.540]Of their consciousness grimed
[00:24.796]
[00:25.452]Depressing ignomies
[00:27.170]And godless mockeries
[00:29.024]They're dancing on the graves
[00:30.709]Of the ones they made slaves
[00:33.419]Voracious bloodbath
[00:34.932]Leaving life-mocking strands
[00:37.027]For the bowls of wrath
[00:38.917]Were found in their own hands
[00:41.336]
[00:43.713]All the pain and death, and all the seeking
[00:46.988]And all the breaking, it has not been in vain
[00:52.704]With every strike of the threshing flail
[00:55.733]The harvest, it will end this bloody reign
[01:01.558]
[01:07.953]Their eyes turned away from heaven
[01:11.433]Underyoked and downtrodden
[01:12.788]By all things fxxxing hostile
[01:14.796]To the nature of the soul, urgh!
[01:18.154]
[01:25.180]Leaving gutted scorched earth
[01:27.277]On their rapine damned
[01:29.247]For the bowls of wrath
[01:31.088]Were found in their own hands
[01:33.483]
[01:34.055]All the pain and death, and all the seeking
[01:36.998]And all the breaking, it has not been in vain
[01:42.817]With every strike of the threshing flail
[01:46.155]The harvest, it will break these crushing chains
[01:51.730]
[02:15.956]Depressing ignomies
[02:17.971]And godless mockeries
[02:19.846]They're dancing on the graves
[02:21.450]Of the ones they made slaves
[02:23.417]Voracious bloodbath
[02:25.624]Leaving life-mocking strands
[02:27.638]For the bowls of wrath
[02:29.736]Were found in their own hands
[02:32.599]
[02:34.941](Nothing will be left but graven words
[02:39.257]And only the stones will tell of their piety)
[02:41.020]
[02:41.426]All the pain and death, and all the seeking
[02:43.728]And all the breaking, it has not been in vain
[02:49.060]With every strike of the threshing flail
[02:53.037]The harvest, it will break these crushing chains
[02:57.828]All the silence, and all the light, and all the breath
[03:02.629]And death will soothe the haunting pain
[03:06.760]With every blow of the reaping hook
[03:09.754]The harvest, it will end this fxxxing reign
文本歌词
作词 : Christian Glanzmann
作曲 : Jonas Wolf/Tommy Vetterli/Christian Glanzmann/Rafael Fella
Shellproof and safety locked
The boxes round their heads
Isolated and stored
Ego-wired to the core
In a frenzy, the merry-go-round
Of their monkey minds
The optical delusion
Of their consciousness grimed
Depressing ignomies
And godless mockeries
They're dancing on the graves
Of the ones they made slaves
Voracious bloodbath
Leaving life-mocking strands
For the bowls of wrath
Were found in their own hands
All the pain and death, and all the seeking
And all the breaking, it has not been in vain
With every strike of the threshing flail
The harvest, it will end this bloody reign
Their eyes turned away from heaven
Underyoked and downtrodden
By all things fxxxing hostile
To the nature of the soul, urgh!
Leaving gutted scorched earth
On their rapine damned
For the bowls of wrath
Were found in their own hands
All the pain and death, and all the seeking
And all the breaking, it has not been in vain
With every strike of the threshing flail
The harvest, it will break these crushing chains
Depressing ignomies
And godless mockeries
They're dancing on the graves
Of the ones they made slaves
Voracious bloodbath
Leaving life-mocking strands
For the bowls of wrath
Were found in their own hands
(Nothing will be left but graven words
And only the stones will tell of their piety)
All the pain and death, and all the seeking
And all the breaking, it has not been in vain
With every strike of the threshing flail
The harvest, it will break these crushing chains
All the silence, and all the light, and all the breath
And death will soothe the haunting pain
With every blow of the reaping hook
The harvest, it will end this fxxxing reign