Song | Pyre Of Gods |
Artist | Tarot |
Album | Suffer Our Pleasures |
作曲 : Hietala, Hitela, Tolsa | |
On the legs of lightning, the storm rears in defeat. | |
Rising in vain once more with the sea. | |
Grey hand's reaching, cold under the swell. | |
Withered in the forge of our unbelief. | |
All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay. | |
We'll exorcise all of these fathers of lies. | |
Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods. | |
Uncrusaders, heretics to all faith. | |
No slavery beyond death! | |
Every idol will feel our scourge. | |
They can't hold us in this life. | |
All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay. | |
We'll exorcise all of these fathers of lies. | |
Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods. | |
The ransom of your soul must be paid for your dead. | |
The way out for us all: | |
We'll take the jailer's head. | |
All gods want, all gods need. | |
Their sacrifices must bleed. | |
All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay. | |
We'll exorcise all of these fathers of lies. | |
Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods. |
zuò qǔ : Hietala, Hitela, Tolsa | |
On the legs of lightning, the storm rears in defeat. | |
Rising in vain once more with the sea. | |
Grey hand' s reaching, cold under the swell. | |
Withered in the forge of our unbelief. | |
All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay. | |
We' ll exorcise all of these fathers of lies. | |
Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods. | |
Uncrusaders, heretics to all faith. | |
No slavery beyond death! | |
Every idol will feel our scourge. | |
They can' t hold us in this life. | |
All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay. | |
We' ll exorcise all of these fathers of lies. | |
Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods. | |
The ransom of your soul must be paid for your dead. | |
The way out for us all: | |
We' ll take the jailer' s head. | |
All gods want, all gods need. | |
Their sacrifices must bleed. | |
All gods breed, all gods die, all gods will pay. | |
We' ll exorcise all of these fathers of lies. | |
Burned holes for eyes behold the pyre of gods. |