| Song | I Strike With Wrath |
| Artist | Necrophobic |
| Album | Hrimthursum |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ramstedt, Sidegård | |
| As the clouds gather I will strike from the skies | |
| Trembling with hate, fire and ice | |
| The rain that follows, heavy will fall | |
| The clouds rest eternally upon you all | |
| As the oceans rise I will strike from the depths | |
| Blood on the shores, destruction and death | |
| Water poisoned, runs in your veins | |
| Filling your hearts with anguish and pain | |
| Can you sense me coming | |
| Can you feel me grasp for your souls | |
| As the ground opens I will strike from beneath | |
| Perish in flames, sickenly bleak | |
| To ashes you'll burn by the flames in my hand | |
| Engulfed in fire, both sky and land | |
| When you close your eyes I will strike from within | |
| Infesting your mind, getting under your skin | |
| Lucid dreaming, a blessing to some | |
| But for the one that shall die only sorrow will come | |
| I strike with wrath | |
| I welcome you all into my bloodbath | |
| I will rise in darkened might and through the raging fire | |
| I'll cleanse all your lives in lustful desire | |
| Put your pitiful souls through horrifying torture | |
| And those who stand beside through a sculding scorcher | |
| From the shadowside of the rotting tree of life | |
| Decomposing roots we'll climb to battle and to strife | |
| I strike from the ground, I strike from the sky | |
| I strike from beyond, all living must die | |
| I strike with wrath | |
| I welcome you all into my bloodbath |
| zuo ci : Ramstedt, Sideg rd | |
| As the clouds gather I will strike from the skies | |
| Trembling with hate, fire and ice | |
| The rain that follows, heavy will fall | |
| The clouds rest eternally upon you all | |
| As the oceans rise I will strike from the depths | |
| Blood on the shores, destruction and death | |
| Water poisoned, runs in your veins | |
| Filling your hearts with anguish and pain | |
| Can you sense me coming | |
| Can you feel me grasp for your souls | |
| As the ground opens I will strike from beneath | |
| Perish in flames, sickenly bleak | |
| To ashes you' ll burn by the flames in my hand | |
| Engulfed in fire, both sky and land | |
| When you close your eyes I will strike from within | |
| Infesting your mind, getting under your skin | |
| Lucid dreaming, a blessing to some | |
| But for the one that shall die only sorrow will come | |
| I strike with wrath | |
| I welcome you all into my bloodbath | |
| I will rise in darkened might and through the raging fire | |
| I' ll cleanse all your lives in lustful desire | |
| Put your pitiful souls through horrifying torture | |
| And those who stand beside through a sculding scorcher | |
| From the shadowside of the rotting tree of life | |
| Decomposing roots we' ll climb to battle and to strife | |
| I strike from the ground, I strike from the sky | |
| I strike from beyond, all living must die | |
| I strike with wrath | |
| I welcome you all into my bloodbath |
| zuò cí : Ramstedt, Sideg rd | |
| As the clouds gather I will strike from the skies | |
| Trembling with hate, fire and ice | |
| The rain that follows, heavy will fall | |
| The clouds rest eternally upon you all | |
| As the oceans rise I will strike from the depths | |
| Blood on the shores, destruction and death | |
| Water poisoned, runs in your veins | |
| Filling your hearts with anguish and pain | |
| Can you sense me coming | |
| Can you feel me grasp for your souls | |
| As the ground opens I will strike from beneath | |
| Perish in flames, sickenly bleak | |
| To ashes you' ll burn by the flames in my hand | |
| Engulfed in fire, both sky and land | |
| When you close your eyes I will strike from within | |
| Infesting your mind, getting under your skin | |
| Lucid dreaming, a blessing to some | |
| But for the one that shall die only sorrow will come | |
| I strike with wrath | |
| I welcome you all into my bloodbath | |
| I will rise in darkened might and through the raging fire | |
| I' ll cleanse all your lives in lustful desire | |
| Put your pitiful souls through horrifying torture | |
| And those who stand beside through a sculding scorcher | |
| From the shadowside of the rotting tree of life | |
| Decomposing roots we' ll climb to battle and to strife | |
| I strike from the ground, I strike from the sky | |
| I strike from beyond, all living must die | |
| I strike with wrath | |
| I welcome you all into my bloodbath |