| Song | Thorns of Crimson Death |
| Artist | Dissection |
| Album | Storm of the Light's Bane |
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| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Norman, Nödtveidt |
| [01:29.401] | See the plains lie ghastly silent as being frozen in time |
| [01:36.910] | A place of distress where evil still lies vigilant enshrined |
| [01:43.114] | Years that passed are now centuries and forgotten seem the fallen ones |
| [01:50.254] | But on lived the memories in the spirits of a battle's sons |
| [01:56.989] | Hear the choirs |
| [01:58.546] | Was it the wind that brought back their cries? |
| [02:02.679] | Once forged in blood by tragedy |
| [02:06.168] | Sharp were the thorns of crimson death |
| [02:11.551] | |
| [02:22.293] | Through the air again our voices whisper |
| [02:25.603] | and awake are now our eyes |
| [02:28.992] | For too long closed in slumber |
| [02:32.171] | but death didn't prove our demise |
| [02:35.753] | By ages so dark we've been sculptured |
| [02:39.047] | as fragments of stories and tales |
| [02:42.211] | As we haunt we are endlessly captured |
| [02:45.621] | and shrouded in the wind that here wails |
| [02:49.698] | Hear the choirs |
| [02:51.710] | Was it the wind that brought back their cries? |
| [02:55.712] | Once forged in blood by tragedy |
| [02:58.766] | Dark were the thorns of crimson death |
| [03:05.937] | |
| [04:38.695] | By ages so dark we've been sculptured |
| [04:41.937] | as fragments of stories and tales |
| [04:45.073] | By the place that we haunt we are captured |
| [04:48.402] | Against eternity we can't prevail |
| [05:03.805] | |
| [07:41.968] | Hear the choirs |
| [07:43.809] | It was the wind that brought back their cries |
| [07:47.934] | Forged in blood by tragedy |
| [07:51.176] | Dark were the thorns of crimson death |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Norman, N dtveidt |
| [01:29.401] | See the plains lie ghastly silent as being frozen in time |
| [01:36.910] | A place of distress where evil still lies vigilant enshrined |
| [01:43.114] | Years that passed are now centuries and forgotten seem the fallen ones |
| [01:50.254] | But on lived the memories in the spirits of a battle' s sons |
| [01:56.989] | Hear the choirs |
| [01:58.546] | Was it the wind that brought back their cries? |
| [02:02.679] | Once forged in blood by tragedy |
| [02:06.168] | Sharp were the thorns of crimson death |
| [02:11.551] | |
| [02:22.293] | Through the air again our voices whisper |
| [02:25.603] | and awake are now our eyes |
| [02:28.992] | For too long closed in slumber |
| [02:32.171] | but death didn' t prove our demise |
| [02:35.753] | By ages so dark we' ve been sculptured |
| [02:39.047] | as fragments of stories and tales |
| [02:42.211] | As we haunt we are endlessly captured |
| [02:45.621] | and shrouded in the wind that here wails |
| [02:49.698] | Hear the choirs |
| [02:51.710] | Was it the wind that brought back their cries? |
| [02:55.712] | Once forged in blood by tragedy |
| [02:58.766] | Dark were the thorns of crimson death |
| [03:05.937] | |
| [04:38.695] | By ages so dark we' ve been sculptured |
| [04:41.937] | as fragments of stories and tales |
| [04:45.073] | By the place that we haunt we are captured |
| [04:48.402] | Against eternity we can' t prevail |
| [05:03.805] | |
| [07:41.968] | Hear the choirs |
| [07:43.809] | It was the wind that brought back their cries |
| [07:47.934] | Forged in blood by tragedy |
| [07:51.176] | Dark were the thorns of crimson death |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Norman, N dtveidt |
| [01:29.401] | See the plains lie ghastly silent as being frozen in time |
| [01:36.910] | A place of distress where evil still lies vigilant enshrined |
| [01:43.114] | Years that passed are now centuries and forgotten seem the fallen ones |
| [01:50.254] | But on lived the memories in the spirits of a battle' s sons |
| [01:56.989] | Hear the choirs |
| [01:58.546] | Was it the wind that brought back their cries? |
| [02:02.679] | Once forged in blood by tragedy |
| [02:06.168] | Sharp were the thorns of crimson death |
| [02:11.551] | |
| [02:22.293] | Through the air again our voices whisper |
| [02:25.603] | and awake are now our eyes |
| [02:28.992] | For too long closed in slumber |
| [02:32.171] | but death didn' t prove our demise |
| [02:35.753] | By ages so dark we' ve been sculptured |
| [02:39.047] | as fragments of stories and tales |
| [02:42.211] | As we haunt we are endlessly captured |
| [02:45.621] | and shrouded in the wind that here wails |
| [02:49.698] | Hear the choirs |
| [02:51.710] | Was it the wind that brought back their cries? |
| [02:55.712] | Once forged in blood by tragedy |
| [02:58.766] | Dark were the thorns of crimson death |
| [03:05.937] | |
| [04:38.695] | By ages so dark we' ve been sculptured |
| [04:41.937] | as fragments of stories and tales |
| [04:45.073] | By the place that we haunt we are captured |
| [04:48.402] | Against eternity we can' t prevail |
| [05:03.805] | |
| [07:41.968] | Hear the choirs |
| [07:43.809] | It was the wind that brought back their cries |
| [07:47.934] | Forged in blood by tragedy |
| [07:51.176] | Dark were the thorns of crimson death |