| Song | The Crown of Treason |
| Artist | Crimfall |
| Album | As The Path Unfolds? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Crimfall, Häkkinen, Viitala | |
| Foul is the sin as feat left undone | |
| Words belied by deeds no grace will atone | |
| Are you not your father's son | |
| Hence talons are fashioned in your crown | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Throns circling your platine reward | |
| So the blame was yours and yours alone | |
| Lies for child mundane is yet treason | |
| Are you not your mother's son | |
| Hence talons are fashioned in your crown | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Throns circling your platine reward | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Crown sharpend in cold ashen forge |
| zuo qu : Crimfall, H kkinen, Viitala | |
| Foul is the sin as feat left undone | |
| Words belied by deeds no grace will atone | |
| Are you not your father' s son | |
| Hence talons are fashioned in your crown | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Throns circling your platine reward | |
| So the blame was yours and yours alone | |
| Lies for child mundane is yet treason | |
| Are you not your mother' s son | |
| Hence talons are fashioned in your crown | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Throns circling your platine reward | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Crown sharpend in cold ashen forge |
| zuò qǔ : Crimfall, H kkinen, Viitala | |
| Foul is the sin as feat left undone | |
| Words belied by deeds no grace will atone | |
| Are you not your father' s son | |
| Hence talons are fashioned in your crown | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Throns circling your platine reward | |
| So the blame was yours and yours alone | |
| Lies for child mundane is yet treason | |
| Are you not your mother' s son | |
| Hence talons are fashioned in your crown | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Throns circling your platine reward | |
| Woe sworn on visage adored | |
| Woe sworn upon sheathed sword | |
| Woe sworn and no longer ignored | |
| Crown sharpend in cold ashen forge |