| 作词 : Wasilewski, Wiwczarek | |
| Raising my head to yell my life out | |
| Standing naked, strained as a dying worm | |
| With body of light gleaming with my disquiet | |
| With myriads of stars not-to-be-seen | |
| Here to cry the glassy anguish | |
| Of souls dwelling in darkness that fell | |
| My throat is | |
| DAATH, the seal is breaking | |
| ZONAI screaming the vows of frozen winds | |
| Of shapes winged - we should be left behind | |
| We, lightnings turned into pillars | |
| Torn into shreds, in stillborn screams | |
| Trembling with woes of fiery cycles | |
| PAZ - to be as they | |
| Yea, I say, to be as they | |
| An oath and order to be heard | |
| A sigil and cypher to be seen | |
| OL SONUF V | |
| AORESAJIAnd that's the truth, you will taste it | |
| Aetheric dimensions of cocoon sleepers | |
| Waters, Earthes and | |
| Fyres not given to us | |
| Mumbling the calls of | |
| Aires alone | |
| Laying the tablets carved in flesh |
| zuo ci : Wasilewski, Wiwczarek | |
| Raising my head to yell my life out | |
| Standing naked, strained as a dying worm | |
| With body of light gleaming with my disquiet | |
| With myriads of stars nottobeseen | |
| Here to cry the glassy anguish | |
| Of souls dwelling in darkness that fell | |
| My throat is | |
| DAATH, the seal is breaking | |
| ZONAI screaming the vows of frozen winds | |
| Of shapes winged we should be left behind | |
| We, lightnings turned into pillars | |
| Torn into shreds, in stillborn screams | |
| Trembling with woes of fiery cycles | |
| PAZ to be as they | |
| Yea, I say, to be as they | |
| An oath and order to be heard | |
| A sigil and cypher to be seen | |
| OL SONUF V | |
| AORESAJIAnd that' s the truth, you will taste it | |
| Aetheric dimensions of cocoon sleepers | |
| Waters, Earthes and | |
| Fyres not given to us | |
| Mumbling the calls of | |
| Aires alone | |
| Laying the tablets carved in flesh |
| zuò cí : Wasilewski, Wiwczarek | |
| Raising my head to yell my life out | |
| Standing naked, strained as a dying worm | |
| With body of light gleaming with my disquiet | |
| With myriads of stars nottobeseen | |
| Here to cry the glassy anguish | |
| Of souls dwelling in darkness that fell | |
| My throat is | |
| DAATH, the seal is breaking | |
| ZONAI screaming the vows of frozen winds | |
| Of shapes winged we should be left behind | |
| We, lightnings turned into pillars | |
| Torn into shreds, in stillborn screams | |
| Trembling with woes of fiery cycles | |
| PAZ to be as they | |
| Yea, I say, to be as they | |
| An oath and order to be heard | |
| A sigil and cypher to be seen | |
| OL SONUF V | |
| AORESAJIAnd that' s the truth, you will taste it | |
| Aetheric dimensions of cocoon sleepers | |
| Waters, Earthes and | |
| Fyres not given to us | |
| Mumbling the calls of | |
| Aires alone | |
| Laying the tablets carved in flesh |