Song | The Demon Of The Mire |
Artist | The Vision Bleak |
Album | The Wolves Go Hunt Their Prey |
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作曲 : Vision Bleak | |
In the murk of the firs and depth of the ponds a nameless horror did swell | |
From whence it came and whither it shall go not the wisest man could tell | |
Just one shuttered light through the darkness shines a lonesome hut at the fetid moor... | |
It is filled with fright and with hopeless whines from a boy, young and pure | |
Wind howls - evil prowls at the chamber door | |
Fog rolls - dead souls in the dark galore | |
Wood crack - pitch black at the chamber door | |
Swamps brew - clouds spew in the dark galore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
The boy it did consume, forever he will dwell in the malice of his doom... | |
Wind howls - evil prowls at the chamber door | |
Fog rolls - dead souls in the dark galore | |
Wood crack - pitch black at the chamber door | |
Swamps brew - clouds spew in the dark galore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore |
zuo qu : Vision Bleak | |
In the murk of the firs and depth of the ponds a nameless horror did swell | |
From whence it came and whither it shall go not the wisest man could tell | |
Just one shuttered light through the darkness shines a lonesome hut at the fetid moor... | |
It is filled with fright and with hopeless whines from a boy, young and pure | |
Wind howls evil prowls at the chamber door | |
Fog rolls dead souls in the dark galore | |
Wood crack pitch black at the chamber door | |
Swamps brew clouds spew in the dark galore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
The boy it did consume, forever he will dwell in the malice of his doom... | |
Wind howls evil prowls at the chamber door | |
Fog rolls dead souls in the dark galore | |
Wood crack pitch black at the chamber door | |
Swamps brew clouds spew in the dark galore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore |
zuò qǔ : Vision Bleak | |
In the murk of the firs and depth of the ponds a nameless horror did swell | |
From whence it came and whither it shall go not the wisest man could tell | |
Just one shuttered light through the darkness shines a lonesome hut at the fetid moor... | |
It is filled with fright and with hopeless whines from a boy, young and pure | |
Wind howls evil prowls at the chamber door | |
Fog rolls dead souls in the dark galore | |
Wood crack pitch black at the chamber door | |
Swamps brew clouds spew in the dark galore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
The boy it did consume, forever he will dwell in the malice of his doom... | |
Wind howls evil prowls at the chamber door | |
Fog rolls dead souls in the dark galore | |
Wood crack pitch black at the chamber door | |
Swamps brew clouds spew in the dark galore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore | |
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore | |
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore |