| Song | The Tragic Period |
| Artist | Exhorder |
| Album | Slaughter In The Vatican |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Chris Nail/Jay Ceravolo/Kyle Thomas/Vinnie LaBella |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Chris Nail/Jay Ceravolo/Kyle Thomas/Vinnie LaBella |
| [02:44.467] | Here's a tale in history |
| [02:46.328] | About a period of tragedy |
| [02:48.143] | A man who thought of horrid things |
| [02:50.208] | But really sought what happiness brings |
| [02:52.207] | Terror instilled within the souls |
| [02:54.018] | Of men and women, young and old |
| [02:55.982] | Come and listen to me, my friend |
| [03:02.026] | He'll make your morale descend |
| [03:04.965] | One Boston day, it's sad to say |
| [03:06.811] | A newborn child was granted miserable life |
| [03:08.783] | Abandoned by his father and |
| [03:10.579] | Left alone by death of father's wife |
| [03:12.764] | Foster child |
| [03:14.616] | Tobacco exporter gave him a chance |
| [03:16.633] | History defiled |
| [03:18.636] | Twisted by literature, dark and opium enhanced |
| [03:21.406] | Irregularity |
| [03:22.685] | So far ahead of his time |
| [03:24.518] | A spark of a breed |
| [03:26.457] | Regarding all of his literature creed |
| [03:32.515] | Infamy of tales and poetry |
| [03:34.073] | Connecting his themes to his wildest dreams |
| [03:44.494] | The maelstrom grew but no one knew |
| [03:46.465] | He descended far beyond its spinning walls |
| [03:48.537] | Into the pit, the black abyss |
| [03:50.263] | His house was collapsing as he searched for El Dorado |
| [03:59.316] | Perched upon Pallas was life, hard and callous |
| [04:00.828] | The shadows of burden lifted nevermore |
| [04:02.993] | The vulture eye of death concealed |
| [04:04.935] | By wooden planks below the floor |
| [04:06.785] | The quest for solace evolved into sorrow |
| [04:08.841] | Lingering obsessions |
| [04:10.443] | Intoxication, stimulation, creation |
| [04:12.427] | Hindering addictions |
| [04:29.843] | Apparently the message in a bottle was lost |
| [04:31.627] | For I could see no conclusion |
| [04:33.690] | But all of us remaining in the shrouded past |
| [04:35.689] | Must remember to further ourselves by obtrusion |
| [04:56.499] | Inebriated grin leads the mighty pen |
| [04:58.281] | Across the paper as his fears come alive |
| [05:00.576] | Satiric whim ignites the brim |
| [05:02.698] | Of insanity as Pluto arrives |
| [05:04.951] | Swaying cognac barriers |
| [05:07.145] | And the beating of his hideous heart |
| [05:09.283] | Increasing ever so constantly |
| [05:11.709] | Conjuring the ne'er forgotten lore |
| [05:20.912] | 'Tis only this and nothing more |
| [05:32.148] | Nevermore |
| [05:36.241] | Lightning bolts |
| [05:38.018] | Tearing through his house and soul |
| [05:39.839] | Mental gibes |
| [05:41.924] | Darkness hailed in what he's told |
| [05:49.687] | Eternally infatuated with despair |
| [05:59.334] | Fortunado leads the way to fermented pleasures |
| [06:03.018] | But as the cup of drink is met |
| [06:04.931] | The hour tolls and the Red Death guest reveals |
| [06:14.646] | In a kingdom by the sea |
| [06:16.568] | Is where they left beloved thee |
| [06:18.523] | The time has come to join, my dear |
| [06:20.559] | In your kingdom by the sea |
| [06:40.640] | Hear the toll of the iron bells! |
| [06:56.556] | Hear the toll of the iron bells! |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Chris Nail Jay Ceravolo Kyle Thomas Vinnie LaBella |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Chris Nail Jay Ceravolo Kyle Thomas Vinnie LaBella |
| [02:44.467] | Here' s a tale in history |
| [02:46.328] | About a period of tragedy |
| [02:48.143] | A man who thought of horrid things |
| [02:50.208] | But really sought what happiness brings |
| [02:52.207] | Terror instilled within the souls |
| [02:54.018] | Of men and women, young and old |
| [02:55.982] | Come and listen to me, my friend |
| [03:02.026] | He' ll make your morale descend |
| [03:04.965] | One Boston day, it' s sad to say |
| [03:06.811] | A newborn child was granted miserable life |
| [03:08.783] | Abandoned by his father and |
| [03:10.579] | Left alone by death of father' s wife |
| [03:12.764] | Foster child |
| [03:14.616] | Tobacco exporter gave him a chance |
| [03:16.633] | History defiled |
| [03:18.636] | Twisted by literature, dark and opium enhanced |
| [03:21.406] | Irregularity |
| [03:22.685] | So far ahead of his time |
| [03:24.518] | A spark of a breed |
| [03:26.457] | Regarding all of his literature creed |
| [03:32.515] | Infamy of tales and poetry |
| [03:34.073] | Connecting his themes to his wildest dreams |
| [03:44.494] | The maelstrom grew but no one knew |
| [03:46.465] | He descended far beyond its spinning walls |
| [03:48.537] | Into the pit, the black abyss |
| [03:50.263] | His house was collapsing as he searched for El Dorado |
| [03:59.316] | Perched upon Pallas was life, hard and callous |
| [04:00.828] | The shadows of burden lifted nevermore |
| [04:02.993] | The vulture eye of death concealed |
| [04:04.935] | By wooden planks below the floor |
| [04:06.785] | The quest for solace evolved into sorrow |
| [04:08.841] | Lingering obsessions |
| [04:10.443] | Intoxication, stimulation, creation |
| [04:12.427] | Hindering addictions |
| [04:29.843] | Apparently the message in a bottle was lost |
| [04:31.627] | For I could see no conclusion |
| [04:33.690] | But all of us remaining in the shrouded past |
| [04:35.689] | Must remember to further ourselves by obtrusion |
| [04:56.499] | Inebriated grin leads the mighty pen |
| [04:58.281] | Across the paper as his fears come alive |
| [05:00.576] | Satiric whim ignites the brim |
| [05:02.698] | Of insanity as Pluto arrives |
| [05:04.951] | Swaying cognac barriers |
| [05:07.145] | And the beating of his hideous heart |
| [05:09.283] | Increasing ever so constantly |
| [05:11.709] | Conjuring the ne' er forgotten lore |
| [05:20.912] | ' Tis only this and nothing more |
| [05:32.148] | Nevermore |
| [05:36.241] | Lightning bolts |
| [05:38.018] | Tearing through his house and soul |
| [05:39.839] | Mental gibes |
| [05:41.924] | Darkness hailed in what he' s told |
| [05:49.687] | Eternally infatuated with despair |
| [05:59.334] | Fortunado leads the way to fermented pleasures |
| [06:03.018] | But as the cup of drink is met |
| [06:04.931] | The hour tolls and the Red Death guest reveals |
| [06:14.646] | In a kingdom by the sea |
| [06:16.568] | Is where they left beloved thee |
| [06:18.523] | The time has come to join, my dear |
| [06:20.559] | In your kingdom by the sea |
| [06:40.640] | Hear the toll of the iron bells! |
| [06:56.556] | Hear the toll of the iron bells! |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Chris Nail Jay Ceravolo Kyle Thomas Vinnie LaBella |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Chris Nail Jay Ceravolo Kyle Thomas Vinnie LaBella |
| [02:44.467] | Here' s a tale in history |
| [02:46.328] | About a period of tragedy |
| [02:48.143] | A man who thought of horrid things |
| [02:50.208] | But really sought what happiness brings |
| [02:52.207] | Terror instilled within the souls |
| [02:54.018] | Of men and women, young and old |
| [02:55.982] | Come and listen to me, my friend |
| [03:02.026] | He' ll make your morale descend |
| [03:04.965] | One Boston day, it' s sad to say |
| [03:06.811] | A newborn child was granted miserable life |
| [03:08.783] | Abandoned by his father and |
| [03:10.579] | Left alone by death of father' s wife |
| [03:12.764] | Foster child |
| [03:14.616] | Tobacco exporter gave him a chance |
| [03:16.633] | History defiled |
| [03:18.636] | Twisted by literature, dark and opium enhanced |
| [03:21.406] | Irregularity |
| [03:22.685] | So far ahead of his time |
| [03:24.518] | A spark of a breed |
| [03:26.457] | Regarding all of his literature creed |
| [03:32.515] | Infamy of tales and poetry |
| [03:34.073] | Connecting his themes to his wildest dreams |
| [03:44.494] | The maelstrom grew but no one knew |
| [03:46.465] | He descended far beyond its spinning walls |
| [03:48.537] | Into the pit, the black abyss |
| [03:50.263] | His house was collapsing as he searched for El Dorado |
| [03:59.316] | Perched upon Pallas was life, hard and callous |
| [04:00.828] | The shadows of burden lifted nevermore |
| [04:02.993] | The vulture eye of death concealed |
| [04:04.935] | By wooden planks below the floor |
| [04:06.785] | The quest for solace evolved into sorrow |
| [04:08.841] | Lingering obsessions |
| [04:10.443] | Intoxication, stimulation, creation |
| [04:12.427] | Hindering addictions |
| [04:29.843] | Apparently the message in a bottle was lost |
| [04:31.627] | For I could see no conclusion |
| [04:33.690] | But all of us remaining in the shrouded past |
| [04:35.689] | Must remember to further ourselves by obtrusion |
| [04:56.499] | Inebriated grin leads the mighty pen |
| [04:58.281] | Across the paper as his fears come alive |
| [05:00.576] | Satiric whim ignites the brim |
| [05:02.698] | Of insanity as Pluto arrives |
| [05:04.951] | Swaying cognac barriers |
| [05:07.145] | And the beating of his hideous heart |
| [05:09.283] | Increasing ever so constantly |
| [05:11.709] | Conjuring the ne' er forgotten lore |
| [05:20.912] | ' Tis only this and nothing more |
| [05:32.148] | Nevermore |
| [05:36.241] | Lightning bolts |
| [05:38.018] | Tearing through his house and soul |
| [05:39.839] | Mental gibes |
| [05:41.924] | Darkness hailed in what he' s told |
| [05:49.687] | Eternally infatuated with despair |
| [05:59.334] | Fortunado leads the way to fermented pleasures |
| [06:03.018] | But as the cup of drink is met |
| [06:04.931] | The hour tolls and the Red Death guest reveals |
| [06:14.646] | In a kingdom by the sea |
| [06:16.568] | Is where they left beloved thee |
| [06:18.523] | The time has come to join, my dear |
| [06:20.559] | In your kingdom by the sea |
| [06:40.640] | Hear the toll of the iron bells! |
| [06:56.556] | Hear the toll of the iron bells! |