Song | Vile Ritual |
Artist | Zyklon |
Album | Disintegrate |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Eithun, Zyklon | |
Recite the unspoken | |
A manifest of the | |
Great Self | |
A solid faith in what you can accomplish | |
A supreme vision of capability | |
An arcane text | |
Describing an outrageous test | |
Too bold the modern ones would say | |
You can always pray | |
A vile ritual bleeding | |
Like a spear of hate | |
Almost like the predator's feeding | |
Consolidating every man's fate | |
Oh venerable ancestors | |
Please grant me with my pagan fest | |
I'm equal to my human contester | |
May it be a fight for all the best | |
Would the few of us ever accept | |
A moral that is slightly trite? | |
A sun that never sets is still being bright | |
Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man's blood boil | |
A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene | |
Never condone the residue of human scald | |
Boiling in water that is still cold | |
A modern day heresy it would be in fact | |
Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
zuo qu : Eithun, Zyklon | |
Recite the unspoken | |
A manifest of the | |
Great Self | |
A solid faith in what you can accomplish | |
A supreme vision of capability | |
An arcane text | |
Describing an outrageous test | |
Too bold the modern ones would say | |
You can always pray | |
A vile ritual bleeding | |
Like a spear of hate | |
Almost like the predator' s feeding | |
Consolidating every man' s fate | |
Oh venerable ancestors | |
Please grant me with my pagan fest | |
I' m equal to my human contester | |
May it be a fight for all the best | |
Would the few of us ever accept | |
A moral that is slightly trite? | |
A sun that never sets is still being bright | |
Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man' s blood boil | |
A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene | |
Never condone the residue of human scald | |
Boiling in water that is still cold | |
A modern day heresy it would be in fact | |
Just let me have my vile ritual intact |
zuò qǔ : Eithun, Zyklon | |
Recite the unspoken | |
A manifest of the | |
Great Self | |
A solid faith in what you can accomplish | |
A supreme vision of capability | |
An arcane text | |
Describing an outrageous test | |
Too bold the modern ones would say | |
You can always pray | |
A vile ritual bleeding | |
Like a spear of hate | |
Almost like the predator' s feeding | |
Consolidating every man' s fate | |
Oh venerable ancestors | |
Please grant me with my pagan fest | |
I' m equal to my human contester | |
May it be a fight for all the best | |
Would the few of us ever accept | |
A moral that is slightly trite? | |
A sun that never sets is still being bright | |
Small pieces of heathen soil can make any man' s blood boil | |
A violation of anything supreme has come into regularity in any scene | |
Never condone the residue of human scald | |
Boiling in water that is still cold | |
A modern day heresy it would be in fact | |
Just let me have my vile ritual intact |