Traitors Gate Lyrics
| Song | Traitors Gate |
| Artist | Primordial |
| Album | To The Nameless Dead |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : MacUilliam, Nemtheanga ... | |
| Borders swell like the oceans | |
| Nations swept away | |
| In the steel rain | |
| Wounds carved in the earth | |
| The silent hands of genocide | |
| Map the years | |
| Forgotten legacies of dust | |
| People remembered in nothing | |
| But frugments of language | |
| Verses of song | |
| And shards of military rust | |
| The gallows of cold hands | |
| Tighten old rope | |
| Young men hang in the fetid breeze | |
| Like rotten fruid | |
| Too ripe for harvest | |
| They have marched us | |
| Through the streets | |
| Heralded our death | |
| Proclaimed our end | |
| And brought us to our knees | |
| A host of the willing few | |
| Is gathered at the Traitors Gates | |
| Demanding their pound of flesh | |
| And their weight in gold | |
| The tyrant | |
| Resurrected as King | |
| Who´s Midas touch an Iron Fist | |
| All the world proclaiming | |
| Yesterday´s man as Traitor | |
| Yet welcome with open arms | |
| His brother as tomorrows Dictator |
| zuo qu : MacUilliam, Nemtheanga ... | |
| Borders swell like the oceans | |
| Nations swept away | |
| In the steel rain | |
| Wounds carved in the earth | |
| The silent hands of genocide | |
| Map the years | |
| Forgotten legacies of dust | |
| People remembered in nothing | |
| But frugments of language | |
| Verses of song | |
| And shards of military rust | |
| The gallows of cold hands | |
| Tighten old rope | |
| Young men hang in the fetid breeze | |
| Like rotten fruid | |
| Too ripe for harvest | |
| They have marched us | |
| Through the streets | |
| Heralded our death | |
| Proclaimed our end | |
| And brought us to our knees | |
| A host of the willing few | |
| Is gathered at the Traitors Gates | |
| Demanding their pound of flesh | |
| And their weight in gold | |
| The tyrant | |
| Resurrected as King | |
| Who s Midas touch an Iron Fist | |
| All the world proclaiming | |
| Yesterday s man as Traitor | |
| Yet welcome with open arms | |
| His brother as tomorrows Dictator |
| zuò qǔ : MacUilliam, Nemtheanga ... | |
| Borders swell like the oceans | |
| Nations swept away | |
| In the steel rain | |
| Wounds carved in the earth | |
| The silent hands of genocide | |
| Map the years | |
| Forgotten legacies of dust | |
| People remembered in nothing | |
| But frugments of language | |
| Verses of song | |
| And shards of military rust | |
| The gallows of cold hands | |
| Tighten old rope | |
| Young men hang in the fetid breeze | |
| Like rotten fruid | |
| Too ripe for harvest | |
| They have marched us | |
| Through the streets | |
| Heralded our death | |
| Proclaimed our end | |
| And brought us to our knees | |
| A host of the willing few | |
| Is gathered at the Traitors Gates | |
| Demanding their pound of flesh | |
| And their weight in gold | |
| The tyrant | |
| Resurrected as King | |
| Who s Midas touch an Iron Fist | |
| All the world proclaiming | |
| Yesterday s man as Traitor | |
| Yet welcome with open arms | |
| His brother as tomorrows Dictator |
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