Song | Panem et Circenses |
Artist | Ihsahn |
Album | The Adversary |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Ihsahn | |
Awake, O' serpent of my heart | |
It is time | |
The sun stands high | |
And unfaithful crowds await Thee | |
Redemption in their eyes | |
And stone at hand | |
The arena hungers for your venom | |
Let the games begin. | |
Bring in the lions | |
Bring in the beasts | |
It is time | |
To confront the masses | |
With their fears, | |
A sober moment | |
A shred of truth | |
To gaze into an honest mirror | |
A disturbance of their sleep. | |
Violent teeth and claws | |
Untamed and fierce | |
Reaches far and cut deep | |
Into the empty eye. | |
It is time | |
To let the bitter venom flow | |
Trough this embodiment | |
Of emptiness. | |
And the blood shall run free | |
Like words | |
And the bones shall form stairs | |
To the future | |
Now, unfaithful spectator | |
Are you satisfied? | |
Did you come close enough | |
To feel the lion's breath? | |
On day soon | |
Your shall be the sacrifice | |
A nameless grave | |
Of the past. | |
Protagonist | |
Your time is now. |
zuo qu : Ihsahn | |
Awake, O' serpent of my heart | |
It is time | |
The sun stands high | |
And unfaithful crowds await Thee | |
Redemption in their eyes | |
And stone at hand | |
The arena hungers for your venom | |
Let the games begin. | |
Bring in the lions | |
Bring in the beasts | |
It is time | |
To confront the masses | |
With their fears, | |
A sober moment | |
A shred of truth | |
To gaze into an honest mirror | |
A disturbance of their sleep. | |
Violent teeth and claws | |
Untamed and fierce | |
Reaches far and cut deep | |
Into the empty eye. | |
It is time | |
To let the bitter venom flow | |
Trough this embodiment | |
Of emptiness. | |
And the blood shall run free | |
Like words | |
And the bones shall form stairs | |
To the future | |
Now, unfaithful spectator | |
Are you satisfied? | |
Did you come close enough | |
To feel the lion' s breath? | |
On day soon | |
Your shall be the sacrifice | |
A nameless grave | |
Of the past. | |
Protagonist | |
Your time is now. |
zuò qǔ : Ihsahn | |
Awake, O' serpent of my heart | |
It is time | |
The sun stands high | |
And unfaithful crowds await Thee | |
Redemption in their eyes | |
And stone at hand | |
The arena hungers for your venom | |
Let the games begin. | |
Bring in the lions | |
Bring in the beasts | |
It is time | |
To confront the masses | |
With their fears, | |
A sober moment | |
A shred of truth | |
To gaze into an honest mirror | |
A disturbance of their sleep. | |
Violent teeth and claws | |
Untamed and fierce | |
Reaches far and cut deep | |
Into the empty eye. | |
It is time | |
To let the bitter venom flow | |
Trough this embodiment | |
Of emptiness. | |
And the blood shall run free | |
Like words | |
And the bones shall form stairs | |
To the future | |
Now, unfaithful spectator | |
Are you satisfied? | |
Did you come close enough | |
To feel the lion' s breath? | |
On day soon | |
Your shall be the sacrifice | |
A nameless grave | |
Of the past. | |
Protagonist | |
Your time is now. |