Song | Dark Is The Seraphim |
Artist | Elvira Madigan |
Album | Witches - Salem (1692 Vs. 2001) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : H. | |
Falling by numbers before my very eyes | |
The Kin of the Dragons I've slain by birthright | |
And seer grant me courage for I know not the peril | |
That lie ahead down my twisted path | |
... So rise, oh Lord... | |
... Grant me strength, to uphold... | |
Thy kingdom to come | |
Thy death be undone | |
Sleep no longer | |
For the land below both King and foe | |
Awaits this final day | |
And though fear roams I do know, I do understand | |
What must be done... | |
Be seated, be afraid for what may come this way | |
For behind these shutters and behind these doors | |
Our story's about to unfold | |
I gather the will to end my mission | |
With the seven witches tied at the stakes | |
And as the audience is ghasping for air | |
I prepare to revel in the flesh | |
And now the feast is here, as the maidens fair | |
Are cleansed by the flames | |
Preordained | |
As I falter by every word | |
Summoning all but the Lord himself | |
For as the shape reveals as prophesied in the "good book" | |
It all seams somewhat twisted to what I've | |
Learned to believe to be the man not the beast | |
I've (now) somehow succumbed to without | |
Knowing what made me sacrifice | |
All that's dead to be by the hand of the Lord | |
... Oh Lord why have you turned on me? | |
... Oh Lord you sought me out | |
Behind this curtain of my everyday life | |
And now it seams the only one to die | |
Is me... |
zuo qu : H. | |
Falling by numbers before my very eyes | |
The Kin of the Dragons I' ve slain by birthright | |
And seer grant me courage for I know not the peril | |
That lie ahead down my twisted path | |
... So rise, oh Lord... | |
... Grant me strength, to uphold... | |
Thy kingdom to come | |
Thy death be undone | |
Sleep no longer | |
For the land below both King and foe | |
Awaits this final day | |
And though fear roams I do know, I do understand | |
What must be done... | |
Be seated, be afraid for what may come this way | |
For behind these shutters and behind these doors | |
Our story' s about to unfold | |
I gather the will to end my mission | |
With the seven witches tied at the stakes | |
And as the audience is ghasping for air | |
I prepare to revel in the flesh | |
And now the feast is here, as the maidens fair | |
Are cleansed by the flames | |
Preordained | |
As I falter by every word | |
Summoning all but the Lord himself | |
For as the shape reveals as prophesied in the " good book" | |
It all seams somewhat twisted to what I' ve | |
Learned to believe to be the man not the beast | |
I' ve now somehow succumbed to without | |
Knowing what made me sacrifice | |
All that' s dead to be by the hand of the Lord | |
... Oh Lord why have you turned on me? | |
... Oh Lord you sought me out | |
Behind this curtain of my everyday life | |
And now it seams the only one to die | |
Is me... |
zuò qǔ : H. | |
Falling by numbers before my very eyes | |
The Kin of the Dragons I' ve slain by birthright | |
And seer grant me courage for I know not the peril | |
That lie ahead down my twisted path | |
... So rise, oh Lord... | |
... Grant me strength, to uphold... | |
Thy kingdom to come | |
Thy death be undone | |
Sleep no longer | |
For the land below both King and foe | |
Awaits this final day | |
And though fear roams I do know, I do understand | |
What must be done... | |
Be seated, be afraid for what may come this way | |
For behind these shutters and behind these doors | |
Our story' s about to unfold | |
I gather the will to end my mission | |
With the seven witches tied at the stakes | |
And as the audience is ghasping for air | |
I prepare to revel in the flesh | |
And now the feast is here, as the maidens fair | |
Are cleansed by the flames | |
Preordained | |
As I falter by every word | |
Summoning all but the Lord himself | |
For as the shape reveals as prophesied in the " good book" | |
It all seams somewhat twisted to what I' ve | |
Learned to believe to be the man not the beast | |
I' ve now somehow succumbed to without | |
Knowing what made me sacrifice | |
All that' s dead to be by the hand of the Lord | |
... Oh Lord why have you turned on me? | |
... Oh Lord you sought me out | |
Behind this curtain of my everyday life | |
And now it seams the only one to die | |
Is me... |