[00:00.00] 作词 : Richard Allen/Aaron Kitcher/Edward Pickard
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Richard Allen/Aaron Kitcher/Edward Pickard
[00:04.67]ERRRRRAAAAAAAAA!
[00:19.16]Beneath the hallowed golden halls, wails of death hum from the walls;
[00:23.37]the floorboards echo with the stains of rape
[00:28.22]and weeping infant's calls.
[00:32.65]Shadows of the ancient doctrines grip the Kingdom by the thighs
[00:36.16]A penitentiary of royal mother****ers;
[00:39.28]Fetal enslavement;
[00:41.19]pre****scent prisoners held inside.
[00:44.44]The ways of The Galèriarch endure.
[00:52.77]Though centuries passed,
[00:54.66]generations expired,
[00:56.85]the ways of The Galèriarch endure.
[01:00.37]Hollow dwellings now frame the citadel,
[01:03.77]littered with carcasses and festering rat
[01:07.18]- withered remnants of a long-ruined realm: the hopeless souls of a forgotten God.
[01:19.19]Forced to feast on the fat of the damned;
[01:22.10]shamefully savouring the shafts of their siblings.
[01:25.74]Befiled peasants matured and psychotic;
[01:29.41]sadistic and necrotic; gaped and sadomasochistic.
[01:33.06]From the depths crawled The First - Scavenger of battlefields, seeking jewel covered carnality.
[01:38.74]Leader of Grief,
[01:39.90]hungry for divinity through meat and eating royalty,
[01:43.99]he was The Second.
[01:45.91]The Last, emerging from the void, unearthed unholy wisdom through systematic sodomy.
[01:53.58]Three Bastards united only by their cruelty, malice and absolute revulsion of all life.
[02:14.09]The Royal Sanctum,
[02:17.52]their underlying desire,
[02:21.00]a mere echo of a thought as they engulf the world in fire.
[02:38.67]Ere the solemn shadows close,
[02:45.04]the Warlords gather to pledge their oath.
[02:52.30]Ere the well-known landscapes fade,
[02:58.61]the call to battle shall be obeyed.
[03:17.95]IRRRRRRRR YAH!
[03:19.61]Slithering, slurping ****s eager for a taste;
[03:22.34]blood and spit drip down from their face
[03:25.31]as they draw their gaze to the cunts they've slain.
[03:29.15]Cloaked in the innocent, the Warlords bathe;
[03:32.58]doused in viremia. Deviant disciples fist-deep in the ****-horde
[03:38.96]Municipal bastards, medieval masturbators, seduced by the scripture of God.
[03:46.31]Shadows of the ancient doctrines grip the Kingdom by the thighs
[03:49.96]A penitentiary of royal mother****ers;
[03:53.16]fetal enslavement;
[03:54.86]pre****scent prisoners held inside.
[03:58.16]The ways of The Galèriarch endure.
[03:59.91]From the degraded and hopeless creatures of the plague arose three cannibalistic Warlords.
[04:07.14]They will lay the Kingdom to unholy ruin.