Song | Before The Lash |
Artist | Cirith Ungol |
Album | Paradise Lost |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Baker, Cirith Ungol | |
In Hell s corrupt and sunken halls the rising shall begin, | |
The bane of man immortal - the parade of broken dead. | |
With greed our worldly master, so now pain will be our guide, | |
As the fallen ones await us all to welter by their side. | |
Iron dreams of human jackals and our final fate is cast - | |
To slave in endless fire as you cringe before the lash. | |
Blinded by the darkness, as you pray for his return. | |
But in your soul you fear he s just another one who'll burn. | |
With greed our worldly master, now pain will be our guide, | |
As the fallen ones await us all to welter by their side. | |
Iron dreams of human jackals - our final fate is cast, | |
To slave in endless fire, as you cringe before the lash. | |
Does evil lie in waiting to extract his heavy toll. | |
Will bowing to the pulpit bring the cloven to their goal, | |
But if he s the work of mankind, and the beast our morbid dream, | |
This dying planet is our heaven, and our hell remains the same. |
zuo qu : Baker, Cirith Ungol | |
In Hell s corrupt and sunken halls the rising shall begin, | |
The bane of man immortal the parade of broken dead. | |
With greed our worldly master, so now pain will be our guide, | |
As the fallen ones await us all to welter by their side. | |
Iron dreams of human jackals and our final fate is cast | |
To slave in endless fire as you cringe before the lash. | |
Blinded by the darkness, as you pray for his return. | |
But in your soul you fear he s just another one who' ll burn. | |
With greed our worldly master, now pain will be our guide, | |
As the fallen ones await us all to welter by their side. | |
Iron dreams of human jackals our final fate is cast, | |
To slave in endless fire, as you cringe before the lash. | |
Does evil lie in waiting to extract his heavy toll. | |
Will bowing to the pulpit bring the cloven to their goal, | |
But if he s the work of mankind, and the beast our morbid dream, | |
This dying planet is our heaven, and our hell remains the same. |
zuò qǔ : Baker, Cirith Ungol | |
In Hell s corrupt and sunken halls the rising shall begin, | |
The bane of man immortal the parade of broken dead. | |
With greed our worldly master, so now pain will be our guide, | |
As the fallen ones await us all to welter by their side. | |
Iron dreams of human jackals and our final fate is cast | |
To slave in endless fire as you cringe before the lash. | |
Blinded by the darkness, as you pray for his return. | |
But in your soul you fear he s just another one who' ll burn. | |
With greed our worldly master, now pain will be our guide, | |
As the fallen ones await us all to welter by their side. | |
Iron dreams of human jackals our final fate is cast, | |
To slave in endless fire, as you cringe before the lash. | |
Does evil lie in waiting to extract his heavy toll. | |
Will bowing to the pulpit bring the cloven to their goal, | |
But if he s the work of mankind, and the beast our morbid dream, | |
This dying planet is our heaven, and our hell remains the same. |