When Even the Ground Is Hostile - Panzerfaust.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Brock Van Dijk
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Brock Van Dijk
[00:16.752]Alas, our fates are not unlike the dead themselves
[00:20.678]Devoid of form, shape or depth
[00:24.030]And there is nothing left but
[00:26.991]The taste for mindless violence
[00:29.996]Shells of men
[00:34.202]Gorged in flesh
[00:37.305]Jaws of Hell
[00:40.399]Hear them roar
[00:44.218]Alas, our fates are not unlike the dead themselves
[00:47.819]A distortion field through us and them
[00:50.896]And there is always another circle
[00:55.669]In the inferno
[01:24.450]Terror belli, sown by the seeds of war
[01:27.843]Terror Belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
[01:31.252]Terror Belli, in shredded guts and gore
[01:34.541]Terror Belli, all hope abandon
[01:37.478]Terror belli, bound to a faithful whore
[01:41.215]Terror belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
[01:44.714]Terror belli, in the ashes of our ruin
[01:47.726]Terror belli, God's mercy on you swine
[02:03.962]Wind, water, fire and earth
[02:08.139]Are the destroying angels
[02:13.501]Concealed in the hands of savage men Reformed in a state of nothingness
[02:28.108]Here the gods will divide the sun
[02:32.991]When Even the Ground is Hostile
[02:37.421]Terror belli, sown by the seeds of war
[02:40.926]Terror Belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
[02:44.422]Terror Belli, shredded in guts and gore
[02:47.588]Terror Belli, all hope abandon
[02:50.719]Terror belli, bound to a faithful whore
[02:53.693]Terror belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
[02:57.398]Terror belli, in the ashes of our ruin
[03:00.752]Terror belli, God's mercy on ye
[03:04.730]Hammer, nails, coffin and cross
[03:08.122]In the sleep of reason
[03:12.354]No one transcends the circle of death
[03:21.207]This world is beyond all reckoning
[03:27.402]For the wounded, the dying and the dead
[03:33.247]No soul save ye. No soul save ye.
[03:41.049]No soul save ye. No soul save ye
[03:52.343]When Even the Ground is Hostile
[03:58.295]Defile the final sickening hole
[04:04.738]When Even the Ground is Hostile
[04:10.971]God's mercy on you swine
[04:32.203]When Even the Ground is Hostile
[04:34.832]There is no past. There is no present.
[04:38.239]There is no future.
[04:40.856]No matter the scourge of life
[04:43.454]No matter the faithful whore
[04:44.013]No matter the ashes of our ruin
[04:46.103]Such is time:
[04:47.588]No world for the newly blind
[04:48.925]No world for the newly blind
[04:50.358]No world for the newly blind

文本歌词

作词 : Brock Van Dijk
作曲 : Brock Van Dijk
Alas, our fates are not unlike the dead themselves
Devoid of form, shape or depth
And there is nothing left but
The taste for mindless violence
Shells of men
Gorged in flesh
Jaws of Hell
Hear them roar
Alas, our fates are not unlike the dead themselves
A distortion field through us and them
And there is always another circle
In the inferno
Terror belli, sown by the seeds of war
Terror Belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
Terror Belli, in shredded guts and gore
Terror Belli, all hope abandon
Terror belli, bound to a faithful whore
Terror belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
Terror belli, in the ashes of our ruin
Terror belli, God's mercy on you swine
Wind, water, fire and earth
Are the destroying angels
Concealed in the hands of savage men Reformed in a state of nothingness
Here the gods will divide the sun
When Even the Ground is Hostile
Terror belli, sown by the seeds of war
Terror Belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
Terror Belli, shredded in guts and gore
Terror Belli, all hope abandon
Terror belli, bound to a faithful whore
Terror belli, for the vast Terra Damnata
Terror belli, in the ashes of our ruin
Terror belli, God's mercy on ye
Hammer, nails, coffin and cross
In the sleep of reason
No one transcends the circle of death
This world is beyond all reckoning
For the wounded, the dying and the dead
No soul save ye. No soul save ye.
No soul save ye. No soul save ye
When Even the Ground is Hostile
Defile the final sickening hole
When Even the Ground is Hostile
God's mercy on you swine
When Even the Ground is Hostile
There is no past. There is no present.
There is no future.
No matter the scourge of life
No matter the faithful whore
No matter the ashes of our ruin
Such is time:
No world for the newly blind
No world for the newly blind
No world for the newly blind