Song | I Strike With Wrath |
Artist | Necrophobic |
Album | Hrimthursum |
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 |
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 |