| Song | The Tree Of Life And Death |
| Artist | Disembowelment |
| Album | Transcendence into the peripheral |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gallina | |
| Through the winding forest where the bodies of | |
| Disillusioned peasants lay in the catacombs, | |
| Gothic oakwood may once again take its real form | |
| And grasp for | |
| Your soul, | |
| As the night falls, | |
| Green turns to the colour which brings forth the eternal rest, | |
| Reach forth and separate the mystical branch | |
| As the moon is surpassed by a blanket of unholy cloud | |
| And echoed shrieks, | |
| Ambience of the dark evolves from beyond the divine nightshade, | |
| Faraway from the forest, | |
| The souls of the dead travel beneath the earths soil to arrive | |
| At the tree of life and death, | |
| Now a disoriented monk banished from the order finds solace | |
| Within the cold surroundings of the untouched ground, | |
| The secrets are revealed to him, | |
| It is who commands the living, | |
| The dead - | |
| The dead. |
| zuo qu : Gallina | |
| Through the winding forest where the bodies of | |
| Disillusioned peasants lay in the catacombs, | |
| Gothic oakwood may once again take its real form | |
| And grasp for | |
| Your soul, | |
| As the night falls, | |
| Green turns to the colour which brings forth the eternal rest, | |
| Reach forth and separate the mystical branch | |
| As the moon is surpassed by a blanket of unholy cloud | |
| And echoed shrieks, | |
| Ambience of the dark evolves from beyond the divine nightshade, | |
| Faraway from the forest, | |
| The souls of the dead travel beneath the earths soil to arrive | |
| At the tree of life and death, | |
| Now a disoriented monk banished from the order finds solace | |
| Within the cold surroundings of the untouched ground, | |
| The secrets are revealed to him, | |
| It is who commands the living, | |
| The dead | |
| The dead. |
| zuò qǔ : Gallina | |
| Through the winding forest where the bodies of | |
| Disillusioned peasants lay in the catacombs, | |
| Gothic oakwood may once again take its real form | |
| And grasp for | |
| Your soul, | |
| As the night falls, | |
| Green turns to the colour which brings forth the eternal rest, | |
| Reach forth and separate the mystical branch | |
| As the moon is surpassed by a blanket of unholy cloud | |
| And echoed shrieks, | |
| Ambience of the dark evolves from beyond the divine nightshade, | |
| Faraway from the forest, | |
| The souls of the dead travel beneath the earths soil to arrive | |
| At the tree of life and death, | |
| Now a disoriented monk banished from the order finds solace | |
| Within the cold surroundings of the untouched ground, | |
| The secrets are revealed to him, | |
| It is who commands the living, | |
| The dead | |
| The dead. |