Song | The Tongue Of Fire - Album |
Artist | Emperor |
Album | Prometheus: The Discipline Of Fire & Demise |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ihsahn | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may set the world ablaze | |
for it is cold | |
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may cry out loud my wrath | |
and my passion | |
or else my coil will blister and decay | |
the soul is never silent | |
but wordless | |
held imprisoned | |
in a cursed tomb | |
wherein reflections never fade | |
never die | |
slowly maddened | |
by the emptiness | |
left to perish in the ever-dark coil | |
yet, always alert it its slumber | |
scorn by the drops of light | |
piercing through the surface | |
and it screams | |
the soul is never silent | |
but wordless | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may set the world ablaze | |
for it is cold | |
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may cry out loud my wrath | |
and my passion | |
or else my coil will blister and decay |
zuo ci : Ihsahn | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may set the world ablaze | |
for it is cold | |
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may cry out loud my wrath | |
and my passion | |
or else my coil will blister and decay | |
the soul is never silent | |
but wordless | |
held imprisoned | |
in a cursed tomb | |
wherein reflections never fade | |
never die | |
slowly maddened | |
by the emptiness | |
left to perish in the everdark coil | |
yet, always alert it its slumber | |
scorn by the drops of light | |
piercing through the surface | |
and it screams | |
the soul is never silent | |
but wordless | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may set the world ablaze | |
for it is cold | |
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may cry out loud my wrath | |
and my passion | |
or else my coil will blister and decay |
zuò cí : Ihsahn | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may set the world ablaze | |
for it is cold | |
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may cry out loud my wrath | |
and my passion | |
or else my coil will blister and decay | |
the soul is never silent | |
but wordless | |
held imprisoned | |
in a cursed tomb | |
wherein reflections never fade | |
never die | |
slowly maddened | |
by the emptiness | |
left to perish in the everdark coil | |
yet, always alert it its slumber | |
scorn by the drops of light | |
piercing through the surface | |
and it screams | |
the soul is never silent | |
but wordless | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may set the world ablaze | |
for it is cold | |
and this blindness can no longer give me shelter | |
teach me the tongue of fire | |
so that I may cry out loud my wrath | |
and my passion | |
or else my coil will blister and decay |