Song | The Pagan Swords of Legend |
Artist | Hecate Enthroned |
Album | Dark Requiems... And Unsilent Massacre |
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作词 : Hecate Enthroned, Jon | |
Slaying souls, danse macabre > | |
From within and still unscarred | |
I stand alone and solemn as thy distant lights frey to death | |
And all around fore none as demon shall be found | |
Out beneath the azrael | |
Tolling raven of the knell | |
And to my dark angel | |
Whose form too vast to comprehend | |
As demons rise and re-ascend | |
Here is were evenings serenades | |
Amidst the dawn as gracious slaves | |
For my words are without sound | |
Far beyond and well renown | |
Centuries of dusk in time | |
Bleeding shadows of thy shrine | |
Within, thy darkness frey born of kaos in decay | |
Reaping shadows unto thee | |
A gracious death for all to see | |
As infinite avails | |
The human race that never fails | |
Played upon thy calming heart | |
Eyes of terror bleeding hard | |
That I doth control thee | |
Leading southward to the key | |
Hanging from the brances frail | |
Queen of darkness to unveil | |
Where whispers charm thy emptiness | |
And pierce thy tenous membrane | |
That striketh through my anguished heart | |
And tainted skys, where once demons remained | |
As the silent darkness breeding | |
Winters hate in silouettic sky | |
Stained with blood of an ancient slumber | |
With such a passionate melancholy | |
Of ages past and times to come | |
Shall speak in sound and slay in tongues | |
And spirits chanting satans hail | |
As darkness falls unto thy veil | |
Between in death thy black spirit > | |
From thy pain we shall commit | |
Sleeping shadows demons fray | |
From beyond in massacre's pain | |
Fore thou art draped in sin | |
Amidst the shadows | |
I have been | |
And seek the silent sentinel | |
On battlefields where they fell | |
Desire rekindles thee | |
Nearer than infinite | |
The dying scent of fragrant death | |
Fore spell of winter | |
I possess | |
That I might dream thy pain | |
Invoke to tee like dragons slain | |
A lullaby like song of grave | |
Caressing shadows, demons slave | |
Thou alone soth se me in this sorrow | |
Fore thou art beautiful, fore thou art bright | |
Flashing thy splendour amidst the midnight | |
Thou canst not flee, mine shalt thou be | |
Of all enchantment | |
Thou shalt a goddess be |
zuo ci : Hecate Enthroned, Jon | |
Slaying souls, danse macabre | |
From within and still unscarred | |
I stand alone and solemn as thy distant lights frey to death | |
And all around fore none as demon shall be found | |
Out beneath the azrael | |
Tolling raven of the knell | |
And to my dark angel | |
Whose form too vast to comprehend | |
As demons rise and reascend | |
Here is were evenings serenades | |
Amidst the dawn as gracious slaves | |
For my words are without sound | |
Far beyond and well renown | |
Centuries of dusk in time | |
Bleeding shadows of thy shrine | |
Within, thy darkness frey born of kaos in decay | |
Reaping shadows unto thee | |
A gracious death for all to see | |
As infinite avails | |
The human race that never fails | |
Played upon thy calming heart | |
Eyes of terror bleeding hard | |
That I doth control thee | |
Leading southward to the key | |
Hanging from the brances frail | |
Queen of darkness to unveil | |
Where whispers charm thy emptiness | |
And pierce thy tenous membrane | |
That striketh through my anguished heart | |
And tainted skys, where once demons remained | |
As the silent darkness breeding | |
Winters hate in silouettic sky | |
Stained with blood of an ancient slumber | |
With such a passionate melancholy | |
Of ages past and times to come | |
Shall speak in sound and slay in tongues | |
And spirits chanting satans hail | |
As darkness falls unto thy veil | |
Between in death thy black spirit | |
From thy pain we shall commit | |
Sleeping shadows demons fray | |
From beyond in massacre' s pain | |
Fore thou art draped in sin | |
Amidst the shadows | |
I have been | |
And seek the silent sentinel | |
On battlefields where they fell | |
Desire rekindles thee | |
Nearer than infinite | |
The dying scent of fragrant death | |
Fore spell of winter | |
I possess | |
That I might dream thy pain | |
Invoke to tee like dragons slain | |
A lullaby like song of grave | |
Caressing shadows, demons slave | |
Thou alone soth se me in this sorrow | |
Fore thou art beautiful, fore thou art bright | |
Flashing thy splendour amidst the midnight | |
Thou canst not flee, mine shalt thou be | |
Of all enchantment | |
Thou shalt a goddess be |
zuò cí : Hecate Enthroned, Jon | |
Slaying souls, danse macabre | |
From within and still unscarred | |
I stand alone and solemn as thy distant lights frey to death | |
And all around fore none as demon shall be found | |
Out beneath the azrael | |
Tolling raven of the knell | |
And to my dark angel | |
Whose form too vast to comprehend | |
As demons rise and reascend | |
Here is were evenings serenades | |
Amidst the dawn as gracious slaves | |
For my words are without sound | |
Far beyond and well renown | |
Centuries of dusk in time | |
Bleeding shadows of thy shrine | |
Within, thy darkness frey born of kaos in decay | |
Reaping shadows unto thee | |
A gracious death for all to see | |
As infinite avails | |
The human race that never fails | |
Played upon thy calming heart | |
Eyes of terror bleeding hard | |
That I doth control thee | |
Leading southward to the key | |
Hanging from the brances frail | |
Queen of darkness to unveil | |
Where whispers charm thy emptiness | |
And pierce thy tenous membrane | |
That striketh through my anguished heart | |
And tainted skys, where once demons remained | |
As the silent darkness breeding | |
Winters hate in silouettic sky | |
Stained with blood of an ancient slumber | |
With such a passionate melancholy | |
Of ages past and times to come | |
Shall speak in sound and slay in tongues | |
And spirits chanting satans hail | |
As darkness falls unto thy veil | |
Between in death thy black spirit | |
From thy pain we shall commit | |
Sleeping shadows demons fray | |
From beyond in massacre' s pain | |
Fore thou art draped in sin | |
Amidst the shadows | |
I have been | |
And seek the silent sentinel | |
On battlefields where they fell | |
Desire rekindles thee | |
Nearer than infinite | |
The dying scent of fragrant death | |
Fore spell of winter | |
I possess | |
That I might dream thy pain | |
Invoke to tee like dragons slain | |
A lullaby like song of grave | |
Caressing shadows, demons slave | |
Thou alone soth se me in this sorrow | |
Fore thou art beautiful, fore thou art bright | |
Flashing thy splendour amidst the midnight | |
Thou canst not flee, mine shalt thou be | |
Of all enchantment | |
Thou shalt a goddess be |