| Song | The Song Of The Tomb |
| Artist | Primordial |
| Album | The Gathering Wilderness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : MacUilliam, Nemtheange ... | |
| From the north to the south | |
| From the east to the west | |
| All that waits for me is the grave | |
| I have been where my brothers lay fallen | |
| And my kind are as slaves | |
| Bloodied yet unbowed | |
| I sing a song of the tomb | |
| Of the cold and heathen earth | |
| Of the Gods that await me | |
| I raise a glass in your name | |
| For when the sun rise again | |
| To our deaths like condemned men | |
| This is the twilight of the ages | |
| And no man shall stand | |
| I sing a song of the tomb | |
| Of the cold and heathen earth | |
| With virgin voice to poisoned womb | |
| I call to the shadowed kind | |
| To men of myth, etched in stone | |
| Whose songs are heard no more | |
| The women of the barren lands | |
| This is your time |
| zuo qu : MacUilliam, Nemtheange ... | |
| From the north to the south | |
| From the east to the west | |
| All that waits for me is the grave | |
| I have been where my brothers lay fallen | |
| And my kind are as slaves | |
| Bloodied yet unbowed | |
| I sing a song of the tomb | |
| Of the cold and heathen earth | |
| Of the Gods that await me | |
| I raise a glass in your name | |
| For when the sun rise again | |
| To our deaths like condemned men | |
| This is the twilight of the ages | |
| And no man shall stand | |
| I sing a song of the tomb | |
| Of the cold and heathen earth | |
| With virgin voice to poisoned womb | |
| I call to the shadowed kind | |
| To men of myth, etched in stone | |
| Whose songs are heard no more | |
| The women of the barren lands | |
| This is your time |
| zuò qǔ : MacUilliam, Nemtheange ... | |
| From the north to the south | |
| From the east to the west | |
| All that waits for me is the grave | |
| I have been where my brothers lay fallen | |
| And my kind are as slaves | |
| Bloodied yet unbowed | |
| I sing a song of the tomb | |
| Of the cold and heathen earth | |
| Of the Gods that await me | |
| I raise a glass in your name | |
| For when the sun rise again | |
| To our deaths like condemned men | |
| This is the twilight of the ages | |
| And no man shall stand | |
| I sing a song of the tomb | |
| Of the cold and heathen earth | |
| With virgin voice to poisoned womb | |
| I call to the shadowed kind | |
| To men of myth, etched in stone | |
| Whose songs are heard no more | |
| The women of the barren lands | |
| This is your time |