As the Bell of Immolation Calls Lyrics

Song	As the Bell of Immolation Calls
Artist	Limbonic Art
Album	Ad Noctum: Dynasty Of Death
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	作曲 : Limbonic Art
	In a timeless departure
	From the flesh
	Drifting the cold ether streams of death
	By the altar of sacrifice as I call upon the night
	To take and give me life
	Beyond the shores of life
	I glorify the hour of blackness
	As the bell of immolation calls
	Stony imperium dark sanctorium
	The paragon of destruction
	A sardonic watcher
	By cryptic graves
	In phantom kingdom's creation
	I call the clouds to gather
	The beginning of the storm
	Let my whispers end in thunder
	A black heart will adorn
	The wings when I'm reborn
	Engraved on my memory
	Is whom hatred made me
	The ravages of time
	Battles on in my mind
	There are still
	Wounds that bleed
	Deep in the soul of mine
	I behold the beginnings of sorrow
	And predict the omens of cruelty
	In the plague's shadow I follow
	As tormenting winds sweeps
	Through the cathedral halls
	As the bell of immolation calls
	In embers of infernal greed
	Feeding the fires unholy
	Apocalypse was born
	When hell brainstormed
	Through me
	Stony imperium dark sanctorium
	The paragon of destruction
	A sardonic watcher
	By cryptic graves
	In phantom kingdom's creation
	I call the clouds to gather
	The beginning of the storm
	Let my whispers end in thunder
	A life among the dead
	and sorrowful
	The endless voids where
	Spirits are mournful
	From the pale of agonising light
	I cross the bridge
	To crystal night
	As the bell of immolation calls

	zuo qu : Limbonic Art
	In a timeless departure
	From the flesh
	Drifting the cold ether streams of death
	By the altar of sacrifice as I call upon the night
	To take and give me life
	Beyond the shores of life
	I glorify the hour of blackness
	As the bell of immolation calls
	Stony imperium dark sanctorium
	The paragon of destruction
	A sardonic watcher
	By cryptic graves
	In phantom kingdom' s creation
	I call the clouds to gather
	The beginning of the storm
	Let my whispers end in thunder
	A black heart will adorn
	The wings when I' m reborn
	Engraved on my memory
	Is whom hatred made me
	The ravages of time
	Battles on in my mind
	There are still
	Wounds that bleed
	Deep in the soul of mine
	I behold the beginnings of sorrow
	And predict the omens of cruelty
	In the plague' s shadow I follow
	As tormenting winds sweeps
	Through the cathedral halls
	As the bell of immolation calls
	In embers of infernal greed
	Feeding the fires unholy
	Apocalypse was born
	When hell brainstormed
	Through me
	Stony imperium dark sanctorium
	The paragon of destruction
	A sardonic watcher
	By cryptic graves
	In phantom kingdom' s creation
	I call the clouds to gather
	The beginning of the storm
	Let my whispers end in thunder
	A life among the dead
	and sorrowful
	The endless voids where
	Spirits are mournful
	From the pale of agonising light
	I cross the bridge
	To crystal night
	As the bell of immolation calls

	zuò qǔ : Limbonic Art
	In a timeless departure
	From the flesh
	Drifting the cold ether streams of death
	By the altar of sacrifice as I call upon the night
	To take and give me life
	Beyond the shores of life
	I glorify the hour of blackness
	As the bell of immolation calls
	Stony imperium dark sanctorium
	The paragon of destruction
	A sardonic watcher
	By cryptic graves
	In phantom kingdom' s creation
	I call the clouds to gather
	The beginning of the storm
	Let my whispers end in thunder
	A black heart will adorn
	The wings when I' m reborn
	Engraved on my memory
	Is whom hatred made me
	The ravages of time
	Battles on in my mind
	There are still
	Wounds that bleed
	Deep in the soul of mine
	I behold the beginnings of sorrow
	And predict the omens of cruelty
	In the plague' s shadow I follow
	As tormenting winds sweeps
	Through the cathedral halls
	As the bell of immolation calls
	In embers of infernal greed
	Feeding the fires unholy
	Apocalypse was born
	When hell brainstormed
	Through me
	Stony imperium dark sanctorium
	The paragon of destruction
	A sardonic watcher
	By cryptic graves
	In phantom kingdom' s creation
	I call the clouds to gather
	The beginning of the storm
	Let my whispers end in thunder
	A life among the dead
	and sorrowful
	The endless voids where
	Spirits are mournful
	From the pale of agonising light
	I cross the bridge
	To crystal night
	As the bell of immolation calls

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