Song | Patriots of Sin (Aeturnum Essentia) |
Artist | Altered Aeon |
Album | Dispiritism |
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作曲 : Ohlsson | |
Given a gift of darkness, our coven embraces the heritage | |
Practising forgotten arts, bloodline is the rite of passage | |
Burning can not erase our kin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Terrorized, victimized | |
The taking of our mortal lives | |
Changes nothing | |
Touched by devilish desire, demonized by authority | |
The flesh may burn but our spirits are marked by eternity | |
Our essence is beyond the ashen skin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Forbidden knowledge runs in our veins | |
Risking the stake, mentally or physically | |
We are the unknown, the chaos breed | |
Shattering the false, spitting at stagnation (so be it, patriots we are, patriots of sin) | |
At night we speak to the dead, we sing praise to the moon | |
Burning candles and herbs | |
Mixing oak, ash and thorn, forming the sign of the horns | |
As it is and must be | |
Among the masses we walk, revealed only by our eyes | |
Burning fiercer, stronger than the common man`s | |
Nothing is stronger than the flames within | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Blessed be. |
zuo qu : Ohlsson | |
Given a gift of darkness, our coven embraces the heritage | |
Practising forgotten arts, bloodline is the rite of passage | |
Burning can not erase our kin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Terrorized, victimized | |
The taking of our mortal lives | |
Changes nothing | |
Touched by devilish desire, demonized by authority | |
The flesh may burn but our spirits are marked by eternity | |
Our essence is beyond the ashen skin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Forbidden knowledge runs in our veins | |
Risking the stake, mentally or physically | |
We are the unknown, the chaos breed | |
Shattering the false, spitting at stagnation so be it, patriots we are, patriots of sin | |
At night we speak to the dead, we sing praise to the moon | |
Burning candles and herbs | |
Mixing oak, ash and thorn, forming the sign of the horns | |
As it is and must be | |
Among the masses we walk, revealed only by our eyes | |
Burning fiercer, stronger than the common man s | |
Nothing is stronger than the flames within | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Blessed be. |
zuò qǔ : Ohlsson | |
Given a gift of darkness, our coven embraces the heritage | |
Practising forgotten arts, bloodline is the rite of passage | |
Burning can not erase our kin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Terrorized, victimized | |
The taking of our mortal lives | |
Changes nothing | |
Touched by devilish desire, demonized by authority | |
The flesh may burn but our spirits are marked by eternity | |
Our essence is beyond the ashen skin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Forbidden knowledge runs in our veins | |
Risking the stake, mentally or physically | |
We are the unknown, the chaos breed | |
Shattering the false, spitting at stagnation so be it, patriots we are, patriots of sin | |
At night we speak to the dead, we sing praise to the moon | |
Burning candles and herbs | |
Mixing oak, ash and thorn, forming the sign of the horns | |
As it is and must be | |
Among the masses we walk, revealed only by our eyes | |
Burning fiercer, stronger than the common man s | |
Nothing is stronger than the flames within | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Blessed be the patriots of sin | |
Blessed be. |