[00:00.00] 作曲 : Arioch
[00:51.42]Tidal wave! blood and black,
[00:59.67]the second sinner dreams
[01:00.51]today... Dying waters, preg-
[01:02.28]nant darkness, and there
[01:02.94]will be strange events in-
[01:04.02]theskiesintheskiesinthe-
[01:04.59]skies, "REVENGE!" the blood of
[01:10.86]Abel cries, I swallow
[01:14.73]the dust of a thousand
[01:15.15]deaths, in search for the
[01:16.26]word that can lay waste to
[01:18.00]the world.
[01:23.79]My throat is a thousand
[01:24.36]open graves, thousand
[01:24.78]cataclysms, thousand
[01:25.26]open graves, Yes, I am
[01:30.09]the perfect image of God,
[01:30.66]Come hither, soul, I am
[01:45.27]the way! Iure divino, I
[01:45.69]am the way! Ecce signum,
[01:46.14]I am the way! to both
[01:46.59]above and below, so then
[01:48.33]because thou art luke-
[01:51.84]warm, and neither cold
[02:06.63]nor hot, I will spue thee out
[02:09.72]of my mouth, out
[02:09.99]of my Eden, into a world
[02:19.20]of gravity gone mad...
[02:42.69]Thy famous pillars topyle,
[02:43.23]thy candlestick removed,
[02:43.77]thy roots are dried up.
[02:44.19]A new sun, O golden
[03:27.00]Death! The sons of the
[03:34.26]red earth must face our
[03:36.63]rays, sun of perdition, O
[03:37.35]dawn of ash, and there
[03:37.74]will be strange events in-
[03:38.40]theskiesintheskiesinthe-
[03:38.91]skies, "AGAIN!" the blood
[03:47.13]of Cain replies, I swallow
[03:48.42]the dust of a thousand -
[03:48.87]deaths, in search for the
[03:49.80]word that can laye waste the
[03:51.78]world.
[03:52.17]Now let thy blood speak
[03:56.76]unto the Lord "MY BLOOD
[03:57.27]IS SILENT!" cried the whore,
[04:03.21]I inhale the song of a thou-
[04:04.29]sand wounds, in search
[04:04.86]for Redemption.

作曲 : Arioch
Tidal wave! blood and black,
the second sinner dreams
today... Dying waters, preg-
nant darkness, and there
will be strange events in-
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies, "REVENGE!" the blood of
Abel cries, I swallow
the dust of a thousand
deaths, in search for the
word that can lay waste to
the world.
My throat is a thousand
open graves, thousand
cataclysms, thousand
open graves, Yes, I am
the perfect image of God,
Come hither, soul, I am
the way! Iure divino, I
am the way! Ecce signum,
I am the way! to both
above and below, so then
because thou art luke-
warm, and neither cold
nor hot, I will spue thee out
of my mouth, out
of my Eden, into a world
of gravity gone mad...
Thy famous pillars topyle,
thy candlestick removed,
thy roots are dried up.
A new sun, O golden
Death! The sons of the
red earth must face our
rays, sun of perdition, O
dawn of ash, and there
will be strange events in-
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies, "AGAIN!" the blood
of Cain replies, I swallow
the dust of a thousand -
deaths, in search for the
word that can laye waste the
world.
Now let thy blood speak
unto the Lord "MY BLOOD
IS SILENT!" cried the whore,
I inhale the song of a thou-
sand wounds, in search
for Redemption.