作词 : Edlund | |
We're shards of glass but we're coming to get you | |
The earth is shaking, the underworld's born anew | |
It's a cosmic fusion, a dissilusion man | |
Gather your stuff and get going as fast as you can | |
It's all that | |
I dream of when | |
I pray to the devils themselves | |
The dust of | |
Babylon fallen is on somebody else | |
And in the aeon of hope - | |
A new sun will rise for you | |
And in the still of the night - | |
The moonchild will watch you too | |
We're falling to pieces and that's why we're hunting you down | |
While you're falling from heaven we rise from the underground | |
No more turning the other cheek, no liers in wait | |
Waiting is over, the black knights have opened the gates |
zuo ci : Edlund | |
We' re shards of glass but we' re coming to get you | |
The earth is shaking, the underworld' s born anew | |
It' s a cosmic fusion, a dissilusion man | |
Gather your stuff and get going as fast as you can | |
It' s all that | |
I dream of when | |
I pray to the devils themselves | |
The dust of | |
Babylon fallen is on somebody else | |
And in the aeon of hope | |
A new sun will rise for you | |
And in the still of the night | |
The moonchild will watch you too | |
We' re falling to pieces and that' s why we' re hunting you down | |
While you' re falling from heaven we rise from the underground | |
No more turning the other cheek, no liers in wait | |
Waiting is over, the black knights have opened the gates |
zuò cí : Edlund | |
We' re shards of glass but we' re coming to get you | |
The earth is shaking, the underworld' s born anew | |
It' s a cosmic fusion, a dissilusion man | |
Gather your stuff and get going as fast as you can | |
It' s all that | |
I dream of when | |
I pray to the devils themselves | |
The dust of | |
Babylon fallen is on somebody else | |
And in the aeon of hope | |
A new sun will rise for you | |
And in the still of the night | |
The moonchild will watch you too | |
We' re falling to pieces and that' s why we' re hunting you down | |
While you' re falling from heaven we rise from the underground | |
No more turning the other cheek, no liers in wait | |
Waiting is over, the black knights have opened the gates |