The Architects Lyrics
| Song | The Architects |
| Artist | At the Gates |
| Album | With Fear I Kiss the Burning Darkness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bjorler, Erlandsson ... | |
| Lyrics：Tomas/Anders Music：Anders | |
| Ornaments in silent darkness, | |
| the image of man now torn from its structure | |
| The smell of need, | |
| the dwarfed soul of man | |
| attuned only to flesh | |
| suffering from frustration | |
| Alien to our own spirits | |
| We're naked even in death | |
| The dawn is yet to come | |
| to fill us with knowledge | |
| Pulsating waves of colour, | |
| bleeding off into the black | |
| A whisper of red screams through the night | |
| [Alien to our own spirits | |
| We're naked even in death | |
| The dawn is yet to come | |
| to fill us with knowledge] | |
| The architects and the flesh | |
| [We're going down..eehharghhh.. ? | |
| The architects and the flesh | |
| Ornaments in silent darkness, | |
| the image of man now torn from its structure] |
| zuo ci : Bjorler, Erlandsson ... | |
| Lyrics: Tomas Anders Music: Anders | |
| Ornaments in silent darkness, | |
| the image of man now torn from its structure | |
| The smell of need, | |
| the dwarfed soul of man | |
| attuned only to flesh | |
| suffering from frustration | |
| Alien to our own spirits | |
| We' re naked even in death | |
| The dawn is yet to come | |
| to fill us with knowledge | |
| Pulsating waves of colour, | |
| bleeding off into the black | |
| A whisper of red screams through the night | |
| Alien to our own spirits | |
| We' re naked even in death | |
| The dawn is yet to come | |
| to fill us with knowledge | |
| The architects and the flesh | |
| We' re going down.. eehharghhh.. ? | |
| The architects and the flesh | |
| Ornaments in silent darkness, | |
| the image of man now torn from its structure |
| zuò cí : Bjorler, Erlandsson ... | |
| Lyrics: Tomas Anders Music: Anders | |
| Ornaments in silent darkness, | |
| the image of man now torn from its structure | |
| The smell of need, | |
| the dwarfed soul of man | |
| attuned only to flesh | |
| suffering from frustration | |
| Alien to our own spirits | |
| We' re naked even in death | |
| The dawn is yet to come | |
| to fill us with knowledge | |
| Pulsating waves of colour, | |
| bleeding off into the black | |
| A whisper of red screams through the night | |
| Alien to our own spirits | |
| We' re naked even in death | |
| The dawn is yet to come | |
| to fill us with knowledge | |
| The architects and the flesh | |
| We' re going down.. eehharghhh.. ? | |
| The architects and the flesh | |
| Ornaments in silent darkness, | |
| the image of man now torn from its structure |
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