Song | God The Lux |
Artist | Vesania |
Album | God The Lux |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Orion, Vesania |
[00:00.144] | Why can I still see this pitiful world here? |
[00:07.275] | Set it into flames, now! |
[00:17.097] | 'Mercy let be off |
[00:19.187] | Damn them who pity |
[00:25.456] | Kill and torture, spare not |
[00:28.460] | Be upon them' |
[00:35.331] | Here the thunders rolling through the vaults |
[00:42.175] | Behold all the walls and pillars tremble |
[00:49.620] | Crumbs of stained glass are the air to breathe in |
[00:57.482] | Lightings glitter, truths gasp with sulphur |
[01:05.633] | Under the shade of horns |
[01:07.827] | Naught of this world remains |
[01:20.914] | Mercy let be off |
[01:23.056] | Decomposition |
[01:29.326] | For the hell is here |
[01:30.997] | And heaven is no more |
[01:37.894] | For all my childhood fears |
[01:41.812] | For all my blood and tears |
[01:45.495] | Tonight I am the light |
[01:49.727] | That blinds your cursed eyes |
[01:53.593] | Oh so much I desired |
[01:57.433] | Not to wear the mourning after my dreams' death |
[02:01.404] | Now I baptize with fire |
[02:05.505] | Angel dust and broken hopes |
[02:21.727] | Anti-creation caress my unconcern |
[02:26.978] | Orphaned self enlightened black |
[02:34.684] | Ordeal! |
[02:42.233] | Non-sensual wrath |
[03:05.900] | Forgive me my lack of uncommon sense |
[03:10.211] | I am not unusual at all |
[03:17.081] | And that is not what I am yearning for |
[03:42.158] | 'My left hand is empty, for I have crushed the universe |
[03:46.260] | And naught remains |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Orion, Vesania |
[00:00.144] | Why can I still see this pitiful world here? |
[00:07.275] | Set it into flames, now! |
[00:17.097] | ' Mercy let be off |
[00:19.187] | Damn them who pity |
[00:25.456] | Kill and torture, spare not |
[00:28.460] | Be upon them' |
[00:35.331] | Here the thunders rolling through the vaults |
[00:42.175] | Behold all the walls and pillars tremble |
[00:49.620] | Crumbs of stained glass are the air to breathe in |
[00:57.482] | Lightings glitter, truths gasp with sulphur |
[01:05.633] | Under the shade of horns |
[01:07.827] | Naught of this world remains |
[01:20.914] | Mercy let be off |
[01:23.056] | Decomposition |
[01:29.326] | For the hell is here |
[01:30.997] | And heaven is no more |
[01:37.894] | For all my childhood fears |
[01:41.812] | For all my blood and tears |
[01:45.495] | Tonight I am the light |
[01:49.727] | That blinds your cursed eyes |
[01:53.593] | Oh so much I desired |
[01:57.433] | Not to wear the mourning after my dreams' death |
[02:01.404] | Now I baptize with fire |
[02:05.505] | Angel dust and broken hopes |
[02:21.727] | Anticreation caress my unconcern |
[02:26.978] | Orphaned self enlightened black |
[02:34.684] | Ordeal! |
[02:42.233] | Nonsensual wrath |
[03:05.900] | Forgive me my lack of uncommon sense |
[03:10.211] | I am not unusual at all |
[03:17.081] | And that is not what I am yearning for |
[03:42.158] | ' My left hand is empty, for I have crushed the universe |
[03:46.260] | And naught remains |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Orion, Vesania |
[00:00.144] | Why can I still see this pitiful world here? |
[00:07.275] | Set it into flames, now! |
[00:17.097] | ' Mercy let be off |
[00:19.187] | Damn them who pity |
[00:25.456] | Kill and torture, spare not |
[00:28.460] | Be upon them' |
[00:35.331] | Here the thunders rolling through the vaults |
[00:42.175] | Behold all the walls and pillars tremble |
[00:49.620] | Crumbs of stained glass are the air to breathe in |
[00:57.482] | Lightings glitter, truths gasp with sulphur |
[01:05.633] | Under the shade of horns |
[01:07.827] | Naught of this world remains |
[01:20.914] | Mercy let be off |
[01:23.056] | Decomposition |
[01:29.326] | For the hell is here |
[01:30.997] | And heaven is no more |
[01:37.894] | For all my childhood fears |
[01:41.812] | For all my blood and tears |
[01:45.495] | Tonight I am the light |
[01:49.727] | That blinds your cursed eyes |
[01:53.593] | Oh so much I desired |
[01:57.433] | Not to wear the mourning after my dreams' death |
[02:01.404] | Now I baptize with fire |
[02:05.505] | Angel dust and broken hopes |
[02:21.727] | Anticreation caress my unconcern |
[02:26.978] | Orphaned self enlightened black |
[02:34.684] | Ordeal! |
[02:42.233] | Nonsensual wrath |
[03:05.900] | Forgive me my lack of uncommon sense |
[03:10.211] | I am not unusual at all |
[03:17.081] | And that is not what I am yearning for |
[03:42.158] | ' My left hand is empty, for I have crushed the universe |
[03:46.260] | And naught remains |