| Song | Four Pretty Little Horses and the Four Last Things on Earth |
| Artist | Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio |
| Album | Vision:Libertine The Hangman's Triad |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Tomas Pettersson |
| [00:01.000] | 作词 : Tomas Pettersson |
| [00:26.45] | Every symbol I bestow you, you must try to comprehend |
| [00:38.02] | Cause inside the smallest details, are the answers to the end |
| [00:49.64] | Let me show you aberration, let me make you understand |
| [01:01.29] | Every second every hour someone’s blood will soil my hands |
| [01:15.53] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [01:20.84] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [01:26.72] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [01:32.60] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [01:42.12] | Every shadow on the surface represents a swirling hole |
| [01:53.62] | For the sake of our perversions, let us duplicate the souls |
| [02:05.29] | I have never seen you naked; I’m surrounded by the night |
| [02:16.94] | Every compound holds a secret, just as complex as delight |
| [02:31.52] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [02:36.50] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [02:42.37] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [02:48.14] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [02:57.70] | Inside every smallest detail there’s a little universe |
| [03:09.29] | Just like every little angle, just might prophesize rebirth |
| [03:20.98] | We must consecrate our yearnings in the blood of our beliefs |
| [03:32.57] | Just like every dirty secret, should broken and revealed |
| [03:47.14] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [03:52.15] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [03:58.02] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [04:03.84] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [04:10.44] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [04:15.44] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [04:21.30] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [04:27.14] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [04:32.41] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Tomas Pettersson |
| [00:01.000] | zuò cí : Tomas Pettersson |
| [00:26.45] | Every symbol I bestow you, you must try to comprehend |
| [00:38.02] | Cause inside the smallest details, are the answers to the end |
| [00:49.64] | Let me show you aberration, let me make you understand |
| [01:01.29] | Every second every hour someone' s blood will soil my hands |
| [01:15.53] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [01:20.84] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [01:26.72] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [01:32.60] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [01:42.12] | Every shadow on the surface represents a swirling hole |
| [01:53.62] | For the sake of our perversions, let us duplicate the souls |
| [02:05.29] | I have never seen you naked I' m surrounded by the night |
| [02:16.94] | Every compound holds a secret, just as complex as delight |
| [02:31.52] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [02:36.50] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [02:42.37] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [02:48.14] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [02:57.70] | Inside every smallest detail there' s a little universe |
| [03:09.29] | Just like every little angle, just might prophesize rebirth |
| [03:20.98] | We must consecrate our yearnings in the blood of our beliefs |
| [03:32.57] | Just like every dirty secret, should broken and revealed |
| [03:47.14] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [03:52.15] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [03:58.02] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [04:03.84] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [04:10.44] | Comrades hear the calling heaven is no more |
| [04:15.44] | The pearly gates have fallen and will open nevermore |
| [04:21.30] | Angels they are drunken on the flesh and blood of Christ |
| [04:27.14] | Here the sound of horsemen see the symbols in the sky |
| [04:32.41] |