Song | The Finisher |
Artist | Oh, Sleeper |
Album | Son Of The Morning |
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作曲 : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
Do you mean to challenge me? | |
Because your speech is threatening to the writer of your history, through a future perverted by envy | |
Your whisper may sway the weak, but when | |
I speak it roars the seas | |
Your challenge has been met because with a breath | |
I could snap your neck | |
This won’t be like the first time you tried because my patience and mercy for you has run dry | |
You watered among my bride and started seeds to feed your throning flight | |
I will sing to the world your storm is capturing, and the angels will join me | |
We will sing to a world reborn from suffering | |
But mark my words because if that tree keeps them from seeing me, | |
I’ll burn off your limbs, and you will never shade again | |
You’ll bow at my feet, or | |
I’ll rip off your knees, and make of your face all the carnage you crave | |
I am the Finisher and | |
I am forever | |
I will sing to the world your storm is capturing, and the angels will join me | |
We will sing to a world reborn from suffering | |
From the armories the angels sing | |
You will see them end this suffering | |
From the armories the angels sing | |
You will fear them when they lift their wings | |
They will sing to a world reborn | |
They will sing as | |
I cut off your horns | |
I’ll cut off your horns |
zuo qu : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
Do you mean to challenge me? | |
Because your speech is threatening to the writer of your history, through a future perverted by envy | |
Your whisper may sway the weak, but when | |
I speak it roars the seas | |
Your challenge has been met because with a breath | |
I could snap your neck | |
This won' t be like the first time you tried because my patience and mercy for you has run dry | |
You watered among my bride and started seeds to feed your throning flight | |
I will sing to the world your storm is capturing, and the angels will join me | |
We will sing to a world reborn from suffering | |
But mark my words because if that tree keeps them from seeing me, | |
I' ll burn off your limbs, and you will never shade again | |
You' ll bow at my feet, or | |
I' ll rip off your knees, and make of your face all the carnage you crave | |
I am the Finisher and | |
I am forever | |
I will sing to the world your storm is capturing, and the angels will join me | |
We will sing to a world reborn from suffering | |
From the armories the angels sing | |
You will see them end this suffering | |
From the armories the angels sing | |
You will fear them when they lift their wings | |
They will sing to a world reborn | |
They will sing as | |
I cut off your horns | |
I' ll cut off your horns |
zuò qǔ : Kinard, Oh Sleeper | |
Do you mean to challenge me? | |
Because your speech is threatening to the writer of your history, through a future perverted by envy | |
Your whisper may sway the weak, but when | |
I speak it roars the seas | |
Your challenge has been met because with a breath | |
I could snap your neck | |
This won' t be like the first time you tried because my patience and mercy for you has run dry | |
You watered among my bride and started seeds to feed your throning flight | |
I will sing to the world your storm is capturing, and the angels will join me | |
We will sing to a world reborn from suffering | |
But mark my words because if that tree keeps them from seeing me, | |
I' ll burn off your limbs, and you will never shade again | |
You' ll bow at my feet, or | |
I' ll rip off your knees, and make of your face all the carnage you crave | |
I am the Finisher and | |
I am forever | |
I will sing to the world your storm is capturing, and the angels will join me | |
We will sing to a world reborn from suffering | |
From the armories the angels sing | |
You will see them end this suffering | |
From the armories the angels sing | |
You will fear them when they lift their wings | |
They will sing to a world reborn | |
They will sing as | |
I cut off your horns | |
I' ll cut off your horns |