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The Sword-Blade Never Prays - Hyperpathia.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Hyperpathia
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Hyperpathia
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Hyperpathia
[00:29.111]Attack!
[00:35.001]No mercy!
[00:40.940]Forward! Forward!
[00:46.676]No mercy for the vow's betrayal!
[01:15.669]We trace like bones.
[01:18.575]Towers vomit flame.
[01:21.542]White Tree weeps blood.
[01:24.453]Dawn never came.
[01:27.284]Morgul arrows swarm.
[01:30.276]Shields shatter to dust.
[01:33.224]Brains paints the stones.
[01:36.118]Die we must.
[01:56.473]That ring of mithril meant for hand in troth,
[02:02.107]Now melts where Dark Lord's forges burn in wroth.
[02:08.098]The final petal from the dying Tree...
[02:13.715]...you laid before His throne on bended knee!
[02:37.111]“Give it to me!”
[02:42.911]“No! I will never surrender! liar!”
[02:48.669]“I cast you aside like a broken sword.“
[02:54.616]You swore upon the Ring!
[03:01.824]Your soul pledged to fire!
[03:18.007]You forgot your oath!
[03:21.044]You forsook your love!
[03:23.866]Now behold this spectral wrath -
[03:26.709]It shall burn forever!
[03:29.560]Crownless!
[03:32.413]Soulless!
[03:35.359]I am living between life and death.
[03:41.624]*Upon the shores where Western Light did fade,*
[03:48.290]*Thy tongue did weave the lies, a serpent's trade.*
[03:54.675]*The Gift of Men, thou craved as godly throne.*
[03:59.974]*And cast the sacred trust aside.*
[05:21.306]I wear the face of the abyss,
[05:25.634]The final truth, the dying kiss.
[05:36.368]No light remains, no sacred flame—
[05:39.765]I have become Death's likeness.
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作词 : Hyperpathia
作曲 : Hyperpathia
编曲 : Hyperpathia
Attack!
No mercy!
Forward! Forward!
No mercy for the vow's betrayal!
We trace like bones.
Towers vomit flame.
White Tree weeps blood.
Dawn never came.
Morgul arrows swarm.
Shields shatter to dust.
Brains paints the stones.
Die we must.
That ring of mithril meant for hand in troth,
Now melts where Dark Lord's forges burn in wroth.
The final petal from the dying Tree...
...you laid before His throne on bended knee!
“Give it to me!”
“No! I will never surrender! liar!”
“I cast you aside like a broken sword.“
You swore upon the Ring!
Your soul pledged to fire!
You forgot your oath!
You forsook your love!
Now behold this spectral wrath -
It shall burn forever!
Crownless!
Soulless!
I am living between life and death.
*Upon the shores where Western Light did fade,*
*Thy tongue did weave the lies, a serpent's trade.*
*The Gift of Men, thou craved as godly throne.*
*And cast the sacred trust aside.*
I wear the face of the abyss,
The final truth, the dying kiss.
No light remains, no sacred flame—
I have become Death's likeness.