| Song | Dark Is The Seraphim |
| Artist | Elvira Madigan |
| Album | Witches - Salem (1692 Vs. 2001) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : H. | |
| Falling by numbers before my very eyes | |
| The Kin of the Dragons I've slain by birthright | |
| And seer grant me courage for I know not the peril | |
| That lie ahead down my twisted path | |
| ... So rise, oh Lord... | |
| ... Grant me strength, to uphold... | |
| Thy kingdom to come | |
| Thy death be undone | |
| Sleep no longer | |
| For the land below both King and foe | |
| Awaits this final day | |
| And though fear roams I do know, I do understand | |
| What must be done... | |
| Be seated, be afraid for what may come this way | |
| For behind these shutters and behind these doors | |
| Our story's about to unfold | |
| I gather the will to end my mission | |
| With the seven witches tied at the stakes | |
| And as the audience is ghasping for air | |
| I prepare to revel in the flesh | |
| And now the feast is here, as the maidens fair | |
| Are cleansed by the flames | |
| Preordained | |
| As I falter by every word | |
| Summoning all but the Lord himself | |
| For as the shape reveals as prophesied in the "good book" | |
| It all seams somewhat twisted to what I've | |
| Learned to believe to be the man not the beast | |
| I've (now) somehow succumbed to without | |
| Knowing what made me sacrifice | |
| All that's dead to be by the hand of the Lord | |
| ... Oh Lord why have you turned on me? | |
| ... Oh Lord you sought me out | |
| Behind this curtain of my everyday life | |
| And now it seams the only one to die | |
| Is me... |
| zuo qu : H. | |
| Falling by numbers before my very eyes | |
| The Kin of the Dragons I' ve slain by birthright | |
| And seer grant me courage for I know not the peril | |
| That lie ahead down my twisted path | |
| ... So rise, oh Lord... | |
| ... Grant me strength, to uphold... | |
| Thy kingdom to come | |
| Thy death be undone | |
| Sleep no longer | |
| For the land below both King and foe | |
| Awaits this final day | |
| And though fear roams I do know, I do understand | |
| What must be done... | |
| Be seated, be afraid for what may come this way | |
| For behind these shutters and behind these doors | |
| Our story' s about to unfold | |
| I gather the will to end my mission | |
| With the seven witches tied at the stakes | |
| And as the audience is ghasping for air | |
| I prepare to revel in the flesh | |
| And now the feast is here, as the maidens fair | |
| Are cleansed by the flames | |
| Preordained | |
| As I falter by every word | |
| Summoning all but the Lord himself | |
| For as the shape reveals as prophesied in the " good book" | |
| It all seams somewhat twisted to what I' ve | |
| Learned to believe to be the man not the beast | |
| I' ve now somehow succumbed to without | |
| Knowing what made me sacrifice | |
| All that' s dead to be by the hand of the Lord | |
| ... Oh Lord why have you turned on me? | |
| ... Oh Lord you sought me out | |
| Behind this curtain of my everyday life | |
| And now it seams the only one to die | |
| Is me... |
| zuò qǔ : H. | |
| Falling by numbers before my very eyes | |
| The Kin of the Dragons I' ve slain by birthright | |
| And seer grant me courage for I know not the peril | |
| That lie ahead down my twisted path | |
| ... So rise, oh Lord... | |
| ... Grant me strength, to uphold... | |
| Thy kingdom to come | |
| Thy death be undone | |
| Sleep no longer | |
| For the land below both King and foe | |
| Awaits this final day | |
| And though fear roams I do know, I do understand | |
| What must be done... | |
| Be seated, be afraid for what may come this way | |
| For behind these shutters and behind these doors | |
| Our story' s about to unfold | |
| I gather the will to end my mission | |
| With the seven witches tied at the stakes | |
| And as the audience is ghasping for air | |
| I prepare to revel in the flesh | |
| And now the feast is here, as the maidens fair | |
| Are cleansed by the flames | |
| Preordained | |
| As I falter by every word | |
| Summoning all but the Lord himself | |
| For as the shape reveals as prophesied in the " good book" | |
| It all seams somewhat twisted to what I' ve | |
| Learned to believe to be the man not the beast | |
| I' ve now somehow succumbed to without | |
| Knowing what made me sacrifice | |
| All that' s dead to be by the hand of the Lord | |
| ... Oh Lord why have you turned on me? | |
| ... Oh Lord you sought me out | |
| Behind this curtain of my everyday life | |
| And now it seams the only one to die | |
| Is me... |