| Song | World Torn Asunder |
| Artist | Moonshade |
| Album | Sun Dethroned |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Pedro Quelhas/Daniel Laureano/Nuno Barbosa/Sandro Rodrigues/Ricardo Pereira |
| [00:01.000] | 作词 : Ricardo Pereira |
| [00:42.65] | A chimaera tears this world asunder |
| [00:44.80] | In a parasitic feast of neurotic alchemy |
| [00:48.42] | This tireless beast, with undying hunger |
| [00:51.78] | Self-proclaimed prosperity’s arch enemy |
| [00:56.33] | Wails of suffering, so obsolete |
| [01:03.19] | Further bless a garden of shallow graves |
| [01:09.58] | Silent serpents fall at damnation’s feet |
| [01:16.63] | Bereft to torture, by faux-kings enslaved |
| [01:37.25] | Abandoned in the twilight of dementia |
| [01:40.20] | Dreams amount to nothing as the coffins descend |
| [01:43.87] | A million tears might fall, but neither one nor all |
| [01:46.89] | Will save us from when all light comes to an end |
| [02:04.73] | Loneliness |
| [02:07.95] | Pulls me under |
| [02:11.56] | Leaving a |
| [02:13.50] | World torn asunder |
| [02:25.66] | For these ashes reek of the forgotten |
| [02:55.77] | The air itself reeks of the long forgotten |
| [03:01.88] | As the sands of time devour their memory |
| [03:07.71] | The stones of Babel tower above the fallen |
| [03:13.49] | For black roses are the dowry of misery |
| [03:40.86] | Torrents of blood, they seep through the gashes |
| [03:46.46] | Torn by the silence of these desperate screams |
| [03:52.81] | Turning both peasant and king to ashes |
| [03:58.88] | And mirror all my empty, darkened dreams |
| [04:17.55] | For we are nothing but flesh and bone |
| [04:22.57] | Oh misery, fruit of a Sun Dethroned |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Pedro Quelhas Daniel Laureano Nuno Barbosa Sandro Rodrigues Ricardo Pereira |
| [00:01.000] | zuò cí : Ricardo Pereira |
| [00:42.65] | A chimaera tears this world asunder |
| [00:44.80] | In a parasitic feast of neurotic alchemy |
| [00:48.42] | This tireless beast, with undying hunger |
| [00:51.78] | Selfproclaimed prosperity' s arch enemy |
| [00:56.33] | Wails of suffering, so obsolete |
| [01:03.19] | Further bless a garden of shallow graves |
| [01:09.58] | Silent serpents fall at damnation' s feet |
| [01:16.63] | Bereft to torture, by fauxkings enslaved |
| [01:37.25] | Abandoned in the twilight of dementia |
| [01:40.20] | Dreams amount to nothing as the coffins descend |
| [01:43.87] | A million tears might fall, but neither one nor all |
| [01:46.89] | Will save us from when all light comes to an end |
| [02:04.73] | Loneliness |
| [02:07.95] | Pulls me under |
| [02:11.56] | Leaving a |
| [02:13.50] | World torn asunder |
| [02:25.66] | For these ashes reek of the forgotten |
| [02:55.77] | The air itself reeks of the long forgotten |
| [03:01.88] | As the sands of time devour their memory |
| [03:07.71] | The stones of Babel tower above the fallen |
| [03:13.49] | For black roses are the dowry of misery |
| [03:40.86] | Torrents of blood, they seep through the gashes |
| [03:46.46] | Torn by the silence of these desperate screams |
| [03:52.81] | Turning both peasant and king to ashes |
| [03:58.88] | And mirror all my empty, darkened dreams |
| [04:17.55] | For we are nothing but flesh and bone |
| [04:22.57] | Oh misery, fruit of a Sun Dethroned |