| 作词 : Ron Merz | |
| 作曲 : Ron Merz | |
| I have whirled with the earth at the dawning | |
| When the sky was a vaporous flame | |
| I have seen the dark universe yawning | |
| Where the black planets roll without aim | |
| Where they roll in their horror | |
| Unheeded | |
| Without knowledge or lustre | |
| Or name | |
| I was old when the pharaohs first mounted | |
| The jewel-decked throne by the Nile | |
| I was old in those epochs uncounted | |
| When I, and only I, was vile | |
| And man, yet happy | |
| And untainted | |
| Dwelt in bliss on the far | |
| Arctic isle | |
| Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber | |
| Past the abyss of night | |
| I have lived over my lives without number | |
| I have sounded all things with my sight | |
| Driven to madness with fright | |
| Oh, great was the sin of my spirit | |
| And great is the reach of its doom | |
| Not the pity of heaven can cheer it | |
| Nor can respite be found in the tomb | |
| Down the infinite aeons come beating | |
| The wings of unmerciful gloom | |
| I have haunted the tombs of the ages | |
| I have flown on the pinions of fear | |
| Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages | |
| Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear | |
| And in realms where the sun of the desert | |
| consumes what it never can cheer | |
| I am the nemesis, of all things | |
| The hunter in the dark | |
| Born from the night | |
| I am nemesis |
| zuo ci : Ron Merz | |
| zuo qu : Ron Merz | |
| I have whirled with the earth at the dawning | |
| When the sky was a vaporous flame | |
| I have seen the dark universe yawning | |
| Where the black planets roll without aim | |
| Where they roll in their horror | |
| Unheeded | |
| Without knowledge or lustre | |
| Or name | |
| I was old when the pharaohs first mounted | |
| The jewel-decked throne by the Nile | |
| I was old in those epochs uncounted | |
| When I, and only I, was vile | |
| And man, yet happy | |
| And untainted | |
| Dwelt in bliss on the far | |
| Arctic isle | |
| Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber | |
| Past the abyss of night | |
| I have lived over my lives without number | |
| I have sounded all things with my sight | |
| Driven to madness with fright | |
| Oh, great was the sin of my spirit | |
| And great is the reach of its doom | |
| Not the pity of heaven can cheer it | |
| Nor can respite be found in the tomb | |
| Down the infinite aeons come beating | |
| The wings of unmerciful gloom | |
| I have haunted the tombs of the ages | |
| I have flown on the pinions of fear | |
| Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages | |
| Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear | |
| And in realms where the sun of the desert | |
| consumes what it never can cheer | |
| I am the nemesis, of all things | |
| The hunter in the dark | |
| Born from the night | |
| I am nemesis |
| zuò cí : Ron Merz | |
| zuò qǔ : Ron Merz | |
| I have whirled with the earth at the dawning | |
| When the sky was a vaporous flame | |
| I have seen the dark universe yawning | |
| Where the black planets roll without aim | |
| Where they roll in their horror | |
| Unheeded | |
| Without knowledge or lustre | |
| Or name | |
| I was old when the pharaohs first mounted | |
| The jewel-decked throne by the Nile | |
| I was old in those epochs uncounted | |
| When I, and only I, was vile | |
| And man, yet happy | |
| And untainted | |
| Dwelt in bliss on the far | |
| Arctic isle | |
| Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber | |
| Past the abyss of night | |
| I have lived over my lives without number | |
| I have sounded all things with my sight | |
| Driven to madness with fright | |
| Oh, great was the sin of my spirit | |
| And great is the reach of its doom | |
| Not the pity of heaven can cheer it | |
| Nor can respite be found in the tomb | |
| Down the infinite aeons come beating | |
| The wings of unmerciful gloom | |
| I have haunted the tombs of the ages | |
| I have flown on the pinions of fear | |
| Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages | |
| Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear | |
| And in realms where the sun of the desert | |
| consumes what it never can cheer | |
| I am the nemesis, of all things | |
| The hunter in the dark | |
| Born from the night | |
| I am nemesis |