Song | Servants Of The Gods |
Artist | Hate Eternal |
Album | King Of All Kings |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Rutan | |
Let it be told | |
That our penchant for blood | |
Is sacred in design | |
Let it be known | |
That our penance for our gods | |
Is pure and unified | |
Heed not for our sins | |
For our sins hath no path | |
Of impurities | |
For it is I who will conquer | |
This plane of existence | |
Heed not for our scrolls | |
For our text hath no path | |
Of deviation | |
For it is I who will transcend to | |
This plane of existence | |
We must appease the gods | |
For fear of obliteration | |
We fast as part of our offerings | |
As we pray for the sun and | |
The rain to appear | |
I shall exact my revenge | |
For I am the top of the hierarchy | |
Heir to a tradition of unification | |
For I am the mother and the father | |
And the heart of our domain | |
I am the wiseman | |
I am a thing of evil |
zuo qu : Rutan | |
Let it be told | |
That our penchant for blood | |
Is sacred in design | |
Let it be known | |
That our penance for our gods | |
Is pure and unified | |
Heed not for our sins | |
For our sins hath no path | |
Of impurities | |
For it is I who will conquer | |
This plane of existence | |
Heed not for our scrolls | |
For our text hath no path | |
Of deviation | |
For it is I who will transcend to | |
This plane of existence | |
We must appease the gods | |
For fear of obliteration | |
We fast as part of our offerings | |
As we pray for the sun and | |
The rain to appear | |
I shall exact my revenge | |
For I am the top of the hierarchy | |
Heir to a tradition of unification | |
For I am the mother and the father | |
And the heart of our domain | |
I am the wiseman | |
I am a thing of evil |
zuò qǔ : Rutan | |
Let it be told | |
That our penchant for blood | |
Is sacred in design | |
Let it be known | |
That our penance for our gods | |
Is pure and unified | |
Heed not for our sins | |
For our sins hath no path | |
Of impurities | |
For it is I who will conquer | |
This plane of existence | |
Heed not for our scrolls | |
For our text hath no path | |
Of deviation | |
For it is I who will transcend to | |
This plane of existence | |
We must appease the gods | |
For fear of obliteration | |
We fast as part of our offerings | |
As we pray for the sun and | |
The rain to appear | |
I shall exact my revenge | |
For I am the top of the hierarchy | |
Heir to a tradition of unification | |
For I am the mother and the father | |
And the heart of our domain | |
I am the wiseman | |
I am a thing of evil |