| Song | The 11th Commandment |
| Artist | Bethlehem |
| Album | Dark Metal [Bonus Tracks] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bartsch, Matton | |
| (music by bartsch/matton - january 93) | |
| (poems by bartsch - december 92) | |
| When the dark lord told me to live | |
| I felt the raised lust of possession | |
| afterwards the death yell of an impaled nine-eye | |
| gotten through my dutiful ears | |
| i had to think of all the lost creatures | |
| which strived of their existence | |
| in the streaming of my black blood | |
| nocturnal shadows, which glorified | |
| the resurrection like trumpets | |
| offered me the right way into hopelessness | |
| enlighten my path into inaccessible licence | |
| but though a blessed aspiration after mercy | |
| fled from the eternal solitude | |
| and discovered the deliverance | |
| with the beauty of a rotten insect. |
| zuo qu : Bartsch, Matton | |
| music by bartsch matton january 93 | |
| poems by bartsch december 92 | |
| When the dark lord told me to live | |
| I felt the raised lust of possession | |
| afterwards the death yell of an impaled nineeye | |
| gotten through my dutiful ears | |
| i had to think of all the lost creatures | |
| which strived of their existence | |
| in the streaming of my black blood | |
| nocturnal shadows, which glorified | |
| the resurrection like trumpets | |
| offered me the right way into hopelessness | |
| enlighten my path into inaccessible licence | |
| but though a blessed aspiration after mercy | |
| fled from the eternal solitude | |
| and discovered the deliverance | |
| with the beauty of a rotten insect. |
| zuò qǔ : Bartsch, Matton | |
| music by bartsch matton january 93 | |
| poems by bartsch december 92 | |
| When the dark lord told me to live | |
| I felt the raised lust of possession | |
| afterwards the death yell of an impaled nineeye | |
| gotten through my dutiful ears | |
| i had to think of all the lost creatures | |
| which strived of their existence | |
| in the streaming of my black blood | |
| nocturnal shadows, which glorified | |
| the resurrection like trumpets | |
| offered me the right way into hopelessness | |
| enlighten my path into inaccessible licence | |
| but though a blessed aspiration after mercy | |
| fled from the eternal solitude | |
| and discovered the deliverance | |
| with the beauty of a rotten insect. |