| Song | Storming the Gates of Hell |
| Artist | Impending Doom |
| Album | The Serpent Servent |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Impending Doom | |
| Here we are, storming the gates of Hell. | |
| Our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives. | |
| So here we come. | |
| We were withered and drowned out, | |
| But raised up in sun soaked brilliance. | |
| Raised up. | |
| This is our sound cutting through the noise. | |
| This is our sound cutting through the noise. | |
| Come forth, arise, overcome. | |
| Choir of disciples. | |
| Here we are, storming the gates of Hell. | |
| Our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives. | |
| So here we come. | |
| We were withered and drowned out, | |
| But raised up in sun soaked brilliance. | |
| Come forth, arise, overcome, and return from exile. | |
| Return from exile, return from exile. |
| zuo qu : Impending Doom | |
| Here we are, storming the gates of Hell. | |
| Our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives. | |
| So here we come. | |
| We were withered and drowned out, | |
| But raised up in sun soaked brilliance. | |
| Raised up. | |
| This is our sound cutting through the noise. | |
| This is our sound cutting through the noise. | |
| Come forth, arise, overcome. | |
| Choir of disciples. | |
| Here we are, storming the gates of Hell. | |
| Our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives. | |
| So here we come. | |
| We were withered and drowned out, | |
| But raised up in sun soaked brilliance. | |
| Come forth, arise, overcome, and return from exile. | |
| Return from exile, return from exile. |
| zuò qǔ : Impending Doom | |
| Here we are, storming the gates of Hell. | |
| Our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives. | |
| So here we come. | |
| We were withered and drowned out, | |
| But raised up in sun soaked brilliance. | |
| Raised up. | |
| This is our sound cutting through the noise. | |
| This is our sound cutting through the noise. | |
| Come forth, arise, overcome. | |
| Choir of disciples. | |
| Here we are, storming the gates of Hell. | |
| Our whispers will silence your roars and our roars will wreck your lives. | |
| So here we come. | |
| We were withered and drowned out, | |
| But raised up in sun soaked brilliance. | |
| Come forth, arise, overcome, and return from exile. | |
| Return from exile, return from exile. |