| Song | In Velvet Slumber |
| Artist | Astarte |
| Album | Quod Superius, Sicut Infernius |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Astarte, Tristessa | |
| Flow of time turn into emptiness | |
| Ends to the place that the earth appears | |
| He, who reads the shadows | |
| Flows to oblivion like the dust on the air | |
| As the eyes reflects the eternal chaos | |
| The man fades out his pestilence | |
| Corpses are poisoned in the dust | |
| And souls, shadow the unreachable endless | |
| He stands upon the faces that dies forever | |
| Undefeated wound that cut the tree of life | |
| I am traveling through snakes | |
| Through corpses, through time! | |
| Dark passage to the abyss of my mind! | |
| My day-night, my heaven-hell | |
| The land of cry, the soul of sinner | |
| Around my everything a transparent end | |
| A crystallized soul broken, my self | |
| Death unharmed for the body | |
| Aim flow to the inward of sins | |
| And this is just the beginning | |
| The augment guidance of gnostic lust | |
| Placed forever in my pagan fever | |
| No proof walks upon the earth's existence | |
| Helpless in front universe's dominion | |
| A velvet slumber sick fate upon me | |
| Death is so sweet, it cease all annoy | |
| Life is a lake that drowns all pain | |
| War makes everything happen | |
| It is not the infinities that can be seen | |
| Future will be left behind our unlived tomorrow | |
| Sustained to the real present | |
| Which is conquered by time | |
| Disgraced leftovers from centuries | |
| Abandoned and turned into dust |
| zuo qu : Astarte, Tristessa | |
| Flow of time turn into emptiness | |
| Ends to the place that the earth appears | |
| He, who reads the shadows | |
| Flows to oblivion like the dust on the air | |
| As the eyes reflects the eternal chaos | |
| The man fades out his pestilence | |
| Corpses are poisoned in the dust | |
| And souls, shadow the unreachable endless | |
| He stands upon the faces that dies forever | |
| Undefeated wound that cut the tree of life | |
| I am traveling through snakes | |
| Through corpses, through time! | |
| Dark passage to the abyss of my mind! | |
| My daynight, my heavenhell | |
| The land of cry, the soul of sinner | |
| Around my everything a transparent end | |
| A crystallized soul broken, my self | |
| Death unharmed for the body | |
| Aim flow to the inward of sins | |
| And this is just the beginning | |
| The augment guidance of gnostic lust | |
| Placed forever in my pagan fever | |
| No proof walks upon the earth' s existence | |
| Helpless in front universe' s dominion | |
| A velvet slumber sick fate upon me | |
| Death is so sweet, it cease all annoy | |
| Life is a lake that drowns all pain | |
| War makes everything happen | |
| It is not the infinities that can be seen | |
| Future will be left behind our unlived tomorrow | |
| Sustained to the real present | |
| Which is conquered by time | |
| Disgraced leftovers from centuries | |
| Abandoned and turned into dust |
| zuò qǔ : Astarte, Tristessa | |
| Flow of time turn into emptiness | |
| Ends to the place that the earth appears | |
| He, who reads the shadows | |
| Flows to oblivion like the dust on the air | |
| As the eyes reflects the eternal chaos | |
| The man fades out his pestilence | |
| Corpses are poisoned in the dust | |
| And souls, shadow the unreachable endless | |
| He stands upon the faces that dies forever | |
| Undefeated wound that cut the tree of life | |
| I am traveling through snakes | |
| Through corpses, through time! | |
| Dark passage to the abyss of my mind! | |
| My daynight, my heavenhell | |
| The land of cry, the soul of sinner | |
| Around my everything a transparent end | |
| A crystallized soul broken, my self | |
| Death unharmed for the body | |
| Aim flow to the inward of sins | |
| And this is just the beginning | |
| The augment guidance of gnostic lust | |
| Placed forever in my pagan fever | |
| No proof walks upon the earth' s existence | |
| Helpless in front universe' s dominion | |
| A velvet slumber sick fate upon me | |
| Death is so sweet, it cease all annoy | |
| Life is a lake that drowns all pain | |
| War makes everything happen | |
| It is not the infinities that can be seen | |
| Future will be left behind our unlived tomorrow | |
| Sustained to the real present | |
| Which is conquered by time | |
| Disgraced leftovers from centuries | |
| Abandoned and turned into dust |