| Song | Angel Flesh Impaled |
| Artist | Dark Funeral |
| Album | Attera Totus Sanctus |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Michael Svanberg |
| [00:51.93] | The angel horde appears |
| [00:52.47] | In the horizon cloaked with shining white |
| [00:55.59] | In thousands they came for the war |
| [00:58.53] | That would become the final battle and greatest of them all |
| [01:05.22] | The trumpets of God they are blown |
| [01:10.08] | And the angels are pulling their swords |
| [01:11.67] | What god's army did not know |
| [01:12.24] | Were that I had awakened the thirteen warlords |
| [01:13.23] | Of hell |
| [01:26.58] | The angels moved towards the fortress |
| [01:30.87] | Thinking they had a chance |
| [01:34.38] | Their invasion started from the east |
| [01:36.81] | With soldiers carrying leather slings |
| [01:37.59] | Running towards their own doom |
| [01:40.50] | Now in the eternal fire, they forever are consumed |
| [01:42.03] | The sun shall turn to darkness |
| [01:51.45] | And the moon into blood |
| [01:51.93] | Before the great and terrible day |
| [01:55.02] | When my judgment comes |
| [01:55.83] | Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful |
| [02:18.21] | Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground |
| [02:25.50] | The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears |
| [02:51.81] | It's like a dream |
| [02:52.14] | Trucido Christianese |
| [02:52.68] | Now the angels attacked with full force |
| [02:55.71] | But their front, were slain with no remorse |
| [03:00.06] | Angel's blood soon covered the ground |
| [03:03.60] | One thirteen was attacking from behind |
| [03:05.25] | I strike upon them with all my hate |
| [03:05.94] | Soon they all know it is too late |
| [03:06.48] | Realize they all will die |
| [03:13.68] | When my archers hatred are covering the sky |
| [03:17.01] | With the ancients by our side |
| [03:17.61] | Without fear of god, his army we stride |
| [03:19.26] | If only the angels could tell |
| [03:19.86] | The pain that they felt, when I released the flames of hell |
| [03:23.01] | Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful |
| [03:24.21] | Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground |
| [03:25.83] | The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears |
| [03:30.18] | It's like a dream |
| [03:30.51] | Trucido Christianize |
| [03:30.99] | The sun will never rise, darkness will rule supreme |
| [03:32.04] | Our rightful throne reclaimed, 1000 years from this day |
| [04:12.30] | The coming of our lord, soon again he'll walk the earth |
| [04:48.87] | It is like a dream |
| [04:49.29] | Trucido Christianize |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Michael Svanberg |
| [00:51.93] | The angel horde appears |
| [00:52.47] | In the horizon cloaked with shining white |
| [00:55.59] | In thousands they came for the war |
| [00:58.53] | That would become the final battle and greatest of them all |
| [01:05.22] | The trumpets of God they are blown |
| [01:10.08] | And the angels are pulling their swords |
| [01:11.67] | What god' s army did not know |
| [01:12.24] | Were that I had awakened the thirteen warlords |
| [01:13.23] | Of hell |
| [01:26.58] | The angels moved towards the fortress |
| [01:30.87] | Thinking they had a chance |
| [01:34.38] | Their invasion started from the east |
| [01:36.81] | With soldiers carrying leather slings |
| [01:37.59] | Running towards their own doom |
| [01:40.50] | Now in the eternal fire, they forever are consumed |
| [01:42.03] | The sun shall turn to darkness |
| [01:51.45] | And the moon into blood |
| [01:51.93] | Before the great and terrible day |
| [01:55.02] | When my judgment comes |
| [01:55.83] | Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful |
| [02:18.21] | Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground |
| [02:25.50] | The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears |
| [02:51.81] | It' s like a dream |
| [02:52.14] | Trucido Christianese |
| [02:52.68] | Now the angels attacked with full force |
| [02:55.71] | But their front, were slain with no remorse |
| [03:00.06] | Angel' s blood soon covered the ground |
| [03:03.60] | One thirteen was attacking from behind |
| [03:05.25] | I strike upon them with all my hate |
| [03:05.94] | Soon they all know it is too late |
| [03:06.48] | Realize they all will die |
| [03:13.68] | When my archers hatred are covering the sky |
| [03:17.01] | With the ancients by our side |
| [03:17.61] | Without fear of god, his army we stride |
| [03:19.26] | If only the angels could tell |
| [03:19.86] | The pain that they felt, when I released the flames of hell |
| [03:23.01] | Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful |
| [03:24.21] | Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground |
| [03:25.83] | The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears |
| [03:30.18] | It' s like a dream |
| [03:30.51] | Trucido Christianize |
| [03:30.99] | The sun will never rise, darkness will rule supreme |
| [03:32.04] | Our rightful throne reclaimed, 1000 years from this day |
| [04:12.30] | The coming of our lord, soon again he' ll walk the earth |
| [04:48.87] | It is like a dream |
| [04:49.29] | Trucido Christianize |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Michael Svanberg |
| [00:51.93] | The angel horde appears |
| [00:52.47] | In the horizon cloaked with shining white |
| [00:55.59] | In thousands they came for the war |
| [00:58.53] | That would become the final battle and greatest of them all |
| [01:05.22] | The trumpets of God they are blown |
| [01:10.08] | And the angels are pulling their swords |
| [01:11.67] | What god' s army did not know |
| [01:12.24] | Were that I had awakened the thirteen warlords |
| [01:13.23] | Of hell |
| [01:26.58] | The angels moved towards the fortress |
| [01:30.87] | Thinking they had a chance |
| [01:34.38] | Their invasion started from the east |
| [01:36.81] | With soldiers carrying leather slings |
| [01:37.59] | Running towards their own doom |
| [01:40.50] | Now in the eternal fire, they forever are consumed |
| [01:42.03] | The sun shall turn to darkness |
| [01:51.45] | And the moon into blood |
| [01:51.93] | Before the great and terrible day |
| [01:55.02] | When my judgment comes |
| [01:55.83] | Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful |
| [02:18.21] | Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground |
| [02:25.50] | The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears |
| [02:51.81] | It' s like a dream |
| [02:52.14] | Trucido Christianese |
| [02:52.68] | Now the angels attacked with full force |
| [02:55.71] | But their front, were slain with no remorse |
| [03:00.06] | Angel' s blood soon covered the ground |
| [03:03.60] | One thirteen was attacking from behind |
| [03:05.25] | I strike upon them with all my hate |
| [03:05.94] | Soon they all know it is too late |
| [03:06.48] | Realize they all will die |
| [03:13.68] | When my archers hatred are covering the sky |
| [03:17.01] | With the ancients by our side |
| [03:17.61] | Without fear of god, his army we stride |
| [03:19.26] | If only the angels could tell |
| [03:19.86] | The pain that they felt, when I released the flames of hell |
| [03:23.01] | Angel flesh impaled, it is so beautiful |
| [03:24.21] | Feathers falling down, over the bloodstained ground |
| [03:25.83] | The painful angels scream, sweet music to my ears |
| [03:30.18] | It' s like a dream |
| [03:30.51] | Trucido Christianize |
| [03:30.99] | The sun will never rise, darkness will rule supreme |
| [03:32.04] | Our rightful throne reclaimed, 1000 years from this day |
| [04:12.30] | The coming of our lord, soon again he' ll walk the earth |
| [04:48.87] | It is like a dream |
| [04:49.29] | Trucido Christianize |