Graveland Lyrics
| Song | Graveland |
| Artist | In Flames |
| Album | The Jester Race |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ljungstrom, Stromblad | |
| Mankind, the conqueror and | |
| KingSwings the flag of primal glory to the winds | |
| Titans of the power myth that failed | |
| Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail | |
| So weak, so hollow minded | |
| The primal flock responds | |
| The jester race submits | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes, oh | |
| We, the plague of terra firma nature's grand and last mistake | |
| Plant the poisoned seed and set the severed fruits awake | |
| Burning like frozen relics | |
| In God's archaic graveland | |
| So weak, so hollow minded | |
| The primate flock responds | |
| The jester race submits | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes | |
| Burn the visionaire | |
| Kill the ideologies | |
| Mankind must die, yeah | |
| The doves and the angels return to their graves | |
| With flames on their pestilent wings | |
| While mushroom clouds haunt their virgin white skies | |
| To rape their | |
| Utopian dreams | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes | |
| Living the last days of evolution's end | |
| From the nest of humanity | |
| The graveland vultures rend |
| zuo ci : Ljungstrom, Stromblad | |
| Mankind, the conqueror and | |
| KingSwings the flag of primal glory to the winds | |
| Titans of the power myth that failed | |
| Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail | |
| So weak, so hollow minded | |
| The primal flock responds | |
| The jester race submits | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes, oh | |
| We, the plague of terra firma nature' s grand and last mistake | |
| Plant the poisoned seed and set the severed fruits awake | |
| Burning like frozen relics | |
| In God' s archaic graveland | |
| So weak, so hollow minded | |
| The primate flock responds | |
| The jester race submits | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes | |
| Burn the visionaire | |
| Kill the ideologies | |
| Mankind must die, yeah | |
| The doves and the angels return to their graves | |
| With flames on their pestilent wings | |
| While mushroom clouds haunt their virgin white skies | |
| To rape their | |
| Utopian dreams | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes | |
| Living the last days of evolution' s end | |
| From the nest of humanity | |
| The graveland vultures rend |
| zuò cí : Ljungstrom, Stromblad | |
| Mankind, the conqueror and | |
| KingSwings the flag of primal glory to the winds | |
| Titans of the power myth that failed | |
| Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail | |
| So weak, so hollow minded | |
| The primal flock responds | |
| The jester race submits | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes, oh | |
| We, the plague of terra firma nature' s grand and last mistake | |
| Plant the poisoned seed and set the severed fruits awake | |
| Burning like frozen relics | |
| In God' s archaic graveland | |
| So weak, so hollow minded | |
| The primate flock responds | |
| The jester race submits | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes | |
| Burn the visionaire | |
| Kill the ideologies | |
| Mankind must die, yeah | |
| The doves and the angels return to their graves | |
| With flames on their pestilent wings | |
| While mushroom clouds haunt their virgin white skies | |
| To rape their | |
| Utopian dreams | |
| For each day of war is a failure for man | |
| Enslaved into mordial genes | |
| Illusions bleed from their fetid cores | |
| Bent to their rotten extremes | |
| Living the last days of evolution' s end | |
| From the nest of humanity | |
| The graveland vultures rend |
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