Song | Shades Of Evil |
Artist | Rotting Christ |
Album | Sanctus Diavolos |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Tolis | |
Και επλασεν τον ανθρωπον, χουν απο της γης, | |
Και ενεφυσησεν εις το προσωπον αφτου πνοην ζωης | |
Και επλασεν ο οτι εκ της γης παντα τα θηρια του αγρου, | |
Και επλασεν οτι εκ της γης παντα τα πετινα του ουρανου | |
God desires to be born | |
In the flame of human sense | |
Bursting and rising | |
Higher and higher | |
And what if there are no roots on earth | |
And what if the stoned residence | |
Is a ruined hotel | |
Where the flame of God cannot burn | |
And what if the human sense | |
Appears as a son without birth | |
On an unequal battle | |
Where the stoned walls are made of human flesh | |
God desires to reign | |
In the flame of human fear | |
Creating and burning | |
The fields of humans' fear | |
...prepare your soul for the eternal burn... | |
...and what if the human sense is a son without birth... |
zuo ci : Tolis | |
, , | |
, | |
God desires to be born | |
In the flame of human sense | |
Bursting and rising | |
Higher and higher | |
And what if there are no roots on earth | |
And what if the stoned residence | |
Is a ruined hotel | |
Where the flame of God cannot burn | |
And what if the human sense | |
Appears as a son without birth | |
On an unequal battle | |
Where the stoned walls are made of human flesh | |
God desires to reign | |
In the flame of human fear | |
Creating and burning | |
The fields of humans' fear | |
... prepare your soul for the eternal burn... | |
... and what if the human sense is a son without birth... |
zuò cí : Tolis | |
, , | |
, | |
God desires to be born | |
In the flame of human sense | |
Bursting and rising | |
Higher and higher | |
And what if there are no roots on earth | |
And what if the stoned residence | |
Is a ruined hotel | |
Where the flame of God cannot burn | |
And what if the human sense | |
Appears as a son without birth | |
On an unequal battle | |
Where the stoned walls are made of human flesh | |
God desires to reign | |
In the flame of human fear | |
Creating and burning | |
The fields of humans' fear | |
... prepare your soul for the eternal burn... | |
... and what if the human sense is a son without birth... |