| Song | All That May Bleed |
| Artist | Watain |
| Album | The Wild Hunt |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Erik Danielsson |
| [00:36.931] | Come forth! Come hither! |
| [00:39.091] | All that may die! All that may bleed! |
| [00:42.327] | All that is able to writhe in the punishment of a God. |
| [00:47.928] | Woman and child, man and swine. |
| [00:51.045] | Warriors and slaves alike. |
| [00:53.727] | For alike shall you add to the cup. |
| [00:56.425] | And equally shall I spew thee out like worms. |
| [01:01.641] | Into the kingdom of the living god! |
| [01:11.059] | Now hear me, son of man; |
| [01:13.340] | I too have shed tears for thy suffering. |
| [01:16.342] | Yet tears of pity, they were not! |
| [01:19.343] | They were tears of joy! |
| [01:22.424] | I too have drunk the blood of Christ. |
| [01:28.742] | So sweet upon my lips... |
| [01:30.538] | Gushing from the open wounds of man, |
| [01:34.376] | Of beast, of woman, of God, |
| [01:38.375] | Of all that lives and may bleed. |
| [01:54.688] | "Why dost thou loiter?" |
| [01:57.438] | Many that have debts to pay. |
| [02:02.469] | Shiver, you thy back in line. |
| [02:06.321] | Like rats in a maze. |
| [02:10.503] | Rats who may suffer. |
| [02:12.836] | Yes! Rats who may bleed. |
| [02:14.651] | Into hells hungry mouth. |
| [02:19.520] | Red and full of spice. |
| [02:23.586] | Like the rain to cleanse your paradise. |
| [02:28.901] | The salt of Satan in the wounds of Christ. |
| [03:11.798] | Come! Let me wash thee. |
| [03:14.482] | From the stench of skin let me rid thee. |
| [03:17.114] | Yes my hand is pale, |
| [03:19.931] | But the heart, my love, is dark as night! |
| [03:23.181] | Saints and sinners, white as black, |
| [03:25.913] | In guilt revel ye all alike |
| [03:28.797] | And all alike shall ye bleed - All who may! |
| [03:31.647] | All that may die on that glorious day! |
| [03:58.995] | Now harken! This song of wounds. |
| [04:01.529] | It's sung for the sake of your suffering |
| [04:04.012] | Yet one of pity it is not, I sing of joy! |
| [04:10.362] | I too have tasted the piss of God |
| [04:15.930] | But I spat it back straight into the cunting wounds |
| [04:21.115] | Of man, of beast, of woman, of God, |
| [04:26.195] | of all that lives and may bleed |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Erik Danielsson |
| [00:36.931] | Come forth! Come hither! |
| [00:39.091] | All that may die! All that may bleed! |
| [00:42.327] | All that is able to writhe in the punishment of a God. |
| [00:47.928] | Woman and child, man and swine. |
| [00:51.045] | Warriors and slaves alike. |
| [00:53.727] | For alike shall you add to the cup. |
| [00:56.425] | And equally shall I spew thee out like worms. |
| [01:01.641] | Into the kingdom of the living god! |
| [01:11.059] | Now hear me, son of man |
| [01:13.340] | I too have shed tears for thy suffering. |
| [01:16.342] | Yet tears of pity, they were not! |
| [01:19.343] | They were tears of joy! |
| [01:22.424] | I too have drunk the blood of Christ. |
| [01:28.742] | So sweet upon my lips... |
| [01:30.538] | Gushing from the open wounds of man, |
| [01:34.376] | Of beast, of woman, of God, |
| [01:38.375] | Of all that lives and may bleed. |
| [01:54.688] | " Why dost thou loiter?" |
| [01:57.438] | Many that have debts to pay. |
| [02:02.469] | Shiver, you thy back in line. |
| [02:06.321] | Like rats in a maze. |
| [02:10.503] | Rats who may suffer. |
| [02:12.836] | Yes! Rats who may bleed. |
| [02:14.651] | Into hells hungry mouth. |
| [02:19.520] | Red and full of spice. |
| [02:23.586] | Like the rain to cleanse your paradise. |
| [02:28.901] | The salt of Satan in the wounds of Christ. |
| [03:11.798] | Come! Let me wash thee. |
| [03:14.482] | From the stench of skin let me rid thee. |
| [03:17.114] | Yes my hand is pale, |
| [03:19.931] | But the heart, my love, is dark as night! |
| [03:23.181] | Saints and sinners, white as black, |
| [03:25.913] | In guilt revel ye all alike |
| [03:28.797] | And all alike shall ye bleed All who may! |
| [03:31.647] | All that may die on that glorious day! |
| [03:58.995] | Now harken! This song of wounds. |
| [04:01.529] | It' s sung for the sake of your suffering |
| [04:04.012] | Yet one of pity it is not, I sing of joy! |
| [04:10.362] | I too have tasted the piss of God |
| [04:15.930] | But I spat it back straight into the cunting wounds |
| [04:21.115] | Of man, of beast, of woman, of God, |
| [04:26.195] | of all that lives and may bleed |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Erik Danielsson |
| [00:36.931] | Come forth! Come hither! |
| [00:39.091] | All that may die! All that may bleed! |
| [00:42.327] | All that is able to writhe in the punishment of a God. |
| [00:47.928] | Woman and child, man and swine. |
| [00:51.045] | Warriors and slaves alike. |
| [00:53.727] | For alike shall you add to the cup. |
| [00:56.425] | And equally shall I spew thee out like worms. |
| [01:01.641] | Into the kingdom of the living god! |
| [01:11.059] | Now hear me, son of man |
| [01:13.340] | I too have shed tears for thy suffering. |
| [01:16.342] | Yet tears of pity, they were not! |
| [01:19.343] | They were tears of joy! |
| [01:22.424] | I too have drunk the blood of Christ. |
| [01:28.742] | So sweet upon my lips... |
| [01:30.538] | Gushing from the open wounds of man, |
| [01:34.376] | Of beast, of woman, of God, |
| [01:38.375] | Of all that lives and may bleed. |
| [01:54.688] | " Why dost thou loiter?" |
| [01:57.438] | Many that have debts to pay. |
| [02:02.469] | Shiver, you thy back in line. |
| [02:06.321] | Like rats in a maze. |
| [02:10.503] | Rats who may suffer. |
| [02:12.836] | Yes! Rats who may bleed. |
| [02:14.651] | Into hells hungry mouth. |
| [02:19.520] | Red and full of spice. |
| [02:23.586] | Like the rain to cleanse your paradise. |
| [02:28.901] | The salt of Satan in the wounds of Christ. |
| [03:11.798] | Come! Let me wash thee. |
| [03:14.482] | From the stench of skin let me rid thee. |
| [03:17.114] | Yes my hand is pale, |
| [03:19.931] | But the heart, my love, is dark as night! |
| [03:23.181] | Saints and sinners, white as black, |
| [03:25.913] | In guilt revel ye all alike |
| [03:28.797] | And all alike shall ye bleed All who may! |
| [03:31.647] | All that may die on that glorious day! |
| [03:58.995] | Now harken! This song of wounds. |
| [04:01.529] | It' s sung for the sake of your suffering |
| [04:04.012] | Yet one of pity it is not, I sing of joy! |
| [04:10.362] | I too have tasted the piss of God |
| [04:15.930] | But I spat it back straight into the cunting wounds |
| [04:21.115] | Of man, of beast, of woman, of God, |
| [04:26.195] | of all that lives and may bleed |