Song | Acolytes |
Artist | Abigail Williams |
Album | In The Shadow of 1000 Suns |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Ellyllon, Sorceron | |
The kingdom of heaven is foundering | |
a foulness to the race of man | |
where they worship in the lands of the north | |
where elder gods still lie in slumber | |
In the dim light behold the vengeance | |
of the infinite abyss | |
Their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing but reservoirs of darkness | |
their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing | |
Rise | |
stricken with fear and repent | |
rise | |
stricken with fear | |
the darkest clouds form an alliance | |
they're pounding away at the dawn | |
(rise) | |
where the cold waters tread fear | |
The kingdom of heaven is foundering | |
a foulness to the race of man | |
the blackest of tides is rising | |
storming across the heavens | |
In the dim light behold the vengeance | |
of the infinite abyss | |
Divine diseases | |
ailments of infinity | |
dwells no part of empyrean virtue | |
I bid you haste | |
Their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing but reservoirs of darkness | |
their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing | |
Rise | |
stricken with fear and repent | |
rise | |
stricken with fear | |
the darkest clouds form an alliance | |
they're pounding away at the dawn | |
(rise) | |
where the cold waters tread fear |
zuo qu : Ellyllon, Sorceron | |
The kingdom of heaven is foundering | |
a foulness to the race of man | |
where they worship in the lands of the north | |
where elder gods still lie in slumber | |
In the dim light behold the vengeance | |
of the infinite abyss | |
Their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing but reservoirs of darkness | |
their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing | |
Rise | |
stricken with fear and repent | |
rise | |
stricken with fear | |
the darkest clouds form an alliance | |
they' re pounding away at the dawn | |
rise | |
where the cold waters tread fear | |
The kingdom of heaven is foundering | |
a foulness to the race of man | |
the blackest of tides is rising | |
storming across the heavens | |
In the dim light behold the vengeance | |
of the infinite abyss | |
Divine diseases | |
ailments of infinity | |
dwells no part of empyrean virtue | |
I bid you haste | |
Their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing but reservoirs of darkness | |
their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing | |
Rise | |
stricken with fear and repent | |
rise | |
stricken with fear | |
the darkest clouds form an alliance | |
they' re pounding away at the dawn | |
rise | |
where the cold waters tread fear |
zuò qǔ : Ellyllon, Sorceron | |
The kingdom of heaven is foundering | |
a foulness to the race of man | |
where they worship in the lands of the north | |
where elder gods still lie in slumber | |
In the dim light behold the vengeance | |
of the infinite abyss | |
Their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing but reservoirs of darkness | |
their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing | |
Rise | |
stricken with fear and repent | |
rise | |
stricken with fear | |
the darkest clouds form an alliance | |
they' re pounding away at the dawn | |
rise | |
where the cold waters tread fear | |
The kingdom of heaven is foundering | |
a foulness to the race of man | |
the blackest of tides is rising | |
storming across the heavens | |
In the dim light behold the vengeance | |
of the infinite abyss | |
Divine diseases | |
ailments of infinity | |
dwells no part of empyrean virtue | |
I bid you haste | |
Their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing but reservoirs of darkness | |
their seasons | |
their blood | |
there is nothing | |
Rise | |
stricken with fear and repent | |
rise | |
stricken with fear | |
the darkest clouds form an alliance | |
they' re pounding away at the dawn | |
rise | |
where the cold waters tread fear |