作曲 : Akerfeldt | |
作词 : Akerfeldt | |
We are dying in the wake of gods and decrees remain arcane | |
And everything around us is a consequence of pain | |
The writings on the wall depict a truth that no one sees | |
A government of puppets blinded by another creed | |
Burning voice of insanity | |
Nothing is the same | |
Barren lands for the idle man | |
Find all the lines in your hand | |
Blinding storms are surrounding us | |
Take control | |
In our caps, poisoned wine | |
Find all the lines in your hands |
zuo qu : Akerfeldt | |
zuo ci : Akerfeldt | |
We are dying in the wake of gods and decrees remain arcane | |
And everything around us is a consequence of pain | |
The writings on the wall depict a truth that no one sees | |
A government of puppets blinded by another creed | |
Burning voice of insanity | |
Nothing is the same | |
Barren lands for the idle man | |
Find all the lines in your hand | |
Blinding storms are surrounding us | |
Take control | |
In our caps, poisoned wine | |
Find all the lines in your hands |
zuò qǔ : Akerfeldt | |
zuò cí : Akerfeldt | |
We are dying in the wake of gods and decrees remain arcane | |
And everything around us is a consequence of pain | |
The writings on the wall depict a truth that no one sees | |
A government of puppets blinded by another creed | |
Burning voice of insanity | |
Nothing is the same | |
Barren lands for the idle man | |
Find all the lines in your hand | |
Blinding storms are surrounding us | |
Take control | |
In our caps, poisoned wine | |
Find all the lines in your hands |