Song | At The Guillotine |
Artist | Fleshgod Apocalypse |
Album | Oracles |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fleshgod Apocalypse | |
Look into my eyes I'm the headsman | |
Leave your hopes beyond | |
No redemption for the deceiver | |
This is the altar, kneel before it | |
Above your head hangs down the mirror | |
Spectrum of guile, ruthless truth | |
Towards your neck runs the avid blade | |
Tastes impious flesh slides through you, cut | |
Purify the soul you believe in it | |
Satisfy the men's lust to see you die | |
Give them all they want | |
Celebrate their wish to see you suffer as you made them suffer | |
Beg them to forgive even if you repent | |
Your committed blames, your insolent lies | |
Fall before the people you have oppressed in your life | |
Servants kept in a complete betrayed state of mind | |
Catharsis in hate, suffer for your mortal "sins" in this mundane limbo | |
Clemency has gone for oppressors, razor purifying, your redemption | |
King, rule on this new reign | |
King, dominate the crowd again | |
Majesty once more, order without shame | |
But they won't obey, raising up their heads | |
They won't serve you anymore | |
What the blade awaits is my command | |
Hear what the crowd scream | |
No compassion for the oppressor | |
This is the altar, fall before them | |
Cut the noble head | |
Cut, make the blue blood shed | |
As prize his head | |
Cut, for the men |
zuo qu : Fleshgod Apocalypse | |
Look into my eyes I' m the headsman | |
Leave your hopes beyond | |
No redemption for the deceiver | |
This is the altar, kneel before it | |
Above your head hangs down the mirror | |
Spectrum of guile, ruthless truth | |
Towards your neck runs the avid blade | |
Tastes impious flesh slides through you, cut | |
Purify the soul you believe in it | |
Satisfy the men' s lust to see you die | |
Give them all they want | |
Celebrate their wish to see you suffer as you made them suffer | |
Beg them to forgive even if you repent | |
Your committed blames, your insolent lies | |
Fall before the people you have oppressed in your life | |
Servants kept in a complete betrayed state of mind | |
Catharsis in hate, suffer for your mortal " sins" in this mundane limbo | |
Clemency has gone for oppressors, razor purifying, your redemption | |
King, rule on this new reign | |
King, dominate the crowd again | |
Majesty once more, order without shame | |
But they won' t obey, raising up their heads | |
They won' t serve you anymore | |
What the blade awaits is my command | |
Hear what the crowd scream | |
No compassion for the oppressor | |
This is the altar, fall before them | |
Cut the noble head | |
Cut, make the blue blood shed | |
As prize his head | |
Cut, for the men |
zuò qǔ : Fleshgod Apocalypse | |
Look into my eyes I' m the headsman | |
Leave your hopes beyond | |
No redemption for the deceiver | |
This is the altar, kneel before it | |
Above your head hangs down the mirror | |
Spectrum of guile, ruthless truth | |
Towards your neck runs the avid blade | |
Tastes impious flesh slides through you, cut | |
Purify the soul you believe in it | |
Satisfy the men' s lust to see you die | |
Give them all they want | |
Celebrate their wish to see you suffer as you made them suffer | |
Beg them to forgive even if you repent | |
Your committed blames, your insolent lies | |
Fall before the people you have oppressed in your life | |
Servants kept in a complete betrayed state of mind | |
Catharsis in hate, suffer for your mortal " sins" in this mundane limbo | |
Clemency has gone for oppressors, razor purifying, your redemption | |
King, rule on this new reign | |
King, dominate the crowd again | |
Majesty once more, order without shame | |
But they won' t obey, raising up their heads | |
They won' t serve you anymore | |
What the blade awaits is my command | |
Hear what the crowd scream | |
No compassion for the oppressor | |
This is the altar, fall before them | |
Cut the noble head | |
Cut, make the blue blood shed | |
As prize his head | |
Cut, for the men |