Song | Sinister Resonance |
Artist | Glorior Belli |
Album | Manifesting The Raging Beast |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Infestvvs | |
Spirits in wings, a thousand seraphs bursted. | |
Dark flames still hovering on their baneful flight. | |
Death in all but the putrid breath that fell, | |
Refracted, through thy bounds, afar. | |
O Death! from the eye of Satan upon that star! | |
Sweet was that error – Better still than breath – | |
Sweet was that error – Sweeter still than death – | |
And there, O may my spirit dwell! | |
Beside your limbs & yet how far from the shell | |
For each star is fatal there, | |
And looks so desperately afflicted. | |
Like a thousand poisons, every blaze | |
shines upon my eyes and afflicted heart. | |
Away, Away! | |
- To distant spheres, I rode. | |
And late to ours, the favored one of God. | |
But now, the ruler of an infested realm, | |
Incense and high spiritual hymns | |
Leaves in debt my wretched limbs. |
zuo qu : Infestvvs | |
Spirits in wings, a thousand seraphs bursted. | |
Dark flames still hovering on their baneful flight. | |
Death in all but the putrid breath that fell, | |
Refracted, through thy bounds, afar. | |
O Death! from the eye of Satan upon that star! | |
Sweet was that error Better still than breath | |
Sweet was that error Sweeter still than death | |
And there, O may my spirit dwell! | |
Beside your limbs yet how far from the shell | |
For each star is fatal there, | |
And looks so desperately afflicted. | |
Like a thousand poisons, every blaze | |
shines upon my eyes and afflicted heart. | |
Away, Away! | |
To distant spheres, I rode. | |
And late to ours, the favored one of God. | |
But now, the ruler of an infested realm, | |
Incense and high spiritual hymns | |
Leaves in debt my wretched limbs. |
zuò qǔ : Infestvvs | |
Spirits in wings, a thousand seraphs bursted. | |
Dark flames still hovering on their baneful flight. | |
Death in all but the putrid breath that fell, | |
Refracted, through thy bounds, afar. | |
O Death! from the eye of Satan upon that star! | |
Sweet was that error Better still than breath | |
Sweet was that error Sweeter still than death | |
And there, O may my spirit dwell! | |
Beside your limbs yet how far from the shell | |
For each star is fatal there, | |
And looks so desperately afflicted. | |
Like a thousand poisons, every blaze | |
shines upon my eyes and afflicted heart. | |
Away, Away! | |
To distant spheres, I rode. | |
And late to ours, the favored one of God. | |
But now, the ruler of an infested realm, | |
Incense and high spiritual hymns | |
Leaves in debt my wretched limbs. |