| 作词 : Wongraven | |
| Past tense icons | |
| locked up in cages | |
| A disgrace to us, (and) a vital sight of (impending) doom | |
| Upheld by insane aggression | |
| No tender repentance, (just) denial of ugliness | |
| With the rain come their conquest | |
| Behold those who ride black winds | |
| Satan, the kings are heading home | |
| No harmony on the horizon | |
| when our haven burns silently | |
| An image of absolute mutiny | |
| against those who pertain to the dearest hell | |
| Monotonous graveyard plains - | |
| The soul exile | |
| Quintessence of pain - | |
| a higher form of suffering! | |
| (Why should man be protected, | |
| what has he done to justify it? | |
| This is why we embrace animals; | |
| they represent the innocence man doesn't have) | |
| Monotonous graveyard plains - | |
| The soul exile | |
| Quintessence of pain - | |
| Satan, the kings are heading home |
| zuo ci : Wongraven | |
| Past tense icons | |
| locked up in cages | |
| A disgrace to us, and a vital sight of impending doom | |
| Upheld by insane aggression | |
| No tender repentance, just denial of ugliness | |
| With the rain come their conquest | |
| Behold those who ride black winds | |
| Satan, the kings are heading home | |
| No harmony on the horizon | |
| when our haven burns silently | |
| An image of absolute mutiny | |
| against those who pertain to the dearest hell | |
| Monotonous graveyard plains | |
| The soul exile | |
| Quintessence of pain | |
| a higher form of suffering! | |
| Why should man be protected, | |
| what has he done to justify it? | |
| This is why we embrace animals | |
| they represent the innocence man doesn' t have | |
| Monotonous graveyard plains | |
| The soul exile | |
| Quintessence of pain | |
| Satan, the kings are heading home |
| zuò cí : Wongraven | |
| Past tense icons | |
| locked up in cages | |
| A disgrace to us, and a vital sight of impending doom | |
| Upheld by insane aggression | |
| No tender repentance, just denial of ugliness | |
| With the rain come their conquest | |
| Behold those who ride black winds | |
| Satan, the kings are heading home | |
| No harmony on the horizon | |
| when our haven burns silently | |
| An image of absolute mutiny | |
| against those who pertain to the dearest hell | |
| Monotonous graveyard plains | |
| The soul exile | |
| Quintessence of pain | |
| a higher form of suffering! | |
| Why should man be protected, | |
| what has he done to justify it? | |
| This is why we embrace animals | |
| they represent the innocence man doesn' t have | |
| Monotonous graveyard plains | |
| The soul exile | |
| Quintessence of pain | |
| Satan, the kings are heading home |
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