Precipice Gaped Lyrics
| Song | Precipice Gaped |
| Artist | Crionics |
| Album | Human Error: Ways Of Self Destruction |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bielewicz, Waran, Zieba | |
| I know I hung on a windy trunk | |
| All nine nights, wounded by thorns | |
| On the trunk grown out of roots | |
| Of a tree unknown to me | |
| I know I looked down, learnt runes | |
| Screaming I collapsed into its shadows | |
| I learnt nine mighty spells | |
| Read out of the ancient stones | |
| Fed on hate, drunk with blood of the dead | |
| I started being produced | |
| And growing up with power | |
| (One word for the second found the third for me | |
| One deed for the second was searching | |
| For the third for me) | |
| I spread terror and pain, torture and death | |
| In this strange place of the end my time had come | |
| Tired with ruling the evil I'm freezing | |
| Like a bird braided between branches |
| zuo qu : Bielewicz, Waran, Zieba | |
| I know I hung on a windy trunk | |
| All nine nights, wounded by thorns | |
| On the trunk grown out of roots | |
| Of a tree unknown to me | |
| I know I looked down, learnt runes | |
| Screaming I collapsed into its shadows | |
| I learnt nine mighty spells | |
| Read out of the ancient stones | |
| Fed on hate, drunk with blood of the dead | |
| I started being produced | |
| And growing up with power | |
| One word for the second found the third for me | |
| One deed for the second was searching | |
| For the third for me | |
| I spread terror and pain, torture and death | |
| In this strange place of the end my time had come | |
| Tired with ruling the evil I' m freezing | |
| Like a bird braided between branches |
| zuò qǔ : Bielewicz, Waran, Zieba | |
| I know I hung on a windy trunk | |
| All nine nights, wounded by thorns | |
| On the trunk grown out of roots | |
| Of a tree unknown to me | |
| I know I looked down, learnt runes | |
| Screaming I collapsed into its shadows | |
| I learnt nine mighty spells | |
| Read out of the ancient stones | |
| Fed on hate, drunk with blood of the dead | |
| I started being produced | |
| And growing up with power | |
| One word for the second found the third for me | |
| One deed for the second was searching | |
| For the third for me | |
| I spread terror and pain, torture and death | |
| In this strange place of the end my time had come | |
| Tired with ruling the evil I' m freezing | |
| Like a bird braided between branches |
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