| Song | Visions Of A Blind Order |
| Artist | Rotting Christ |
| Album | Non Serviam - A 20 Year Apocryphal Story |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tolis | |
| Rise up the strength on them | |
| In the name of a fruitful land | |
| In the name of a bright path | |
| Trodden with ignorant steps | |
| Warble out in my cradle' s edge | |
| Rex grandis - adustrum - malum - ab erevum | |
| Ac adcervio - malum - ab optimus | |
| In the name of a future calm | |
| In the name of a pure light | |
| Marching with a bright shade | |
| Conquering the entire range | |
| Rex grandis - adustrum - malum - ab erevum | |
| Ac adcervio - malum - ab optimus | |
| He who graces himself a joy | |
| Fell the grief he may destroy | |
| An unending glorious lie | |
| Harm the power and defile | |
| THY WINGS THY HORNS THY SIN | |
| Rise up the horns of sin | |
| The caves of the cursed I have seen | |
| Where mortals souls covered with the temple of sin | |
| The strength of demons I feel | |
| Ceaseless passion to restrict | |
| And wicked angels surround me | |
| Burning me with their fiery wings | |
| Who shall dare to join them in | |
| To stain his soul with the aura of grey | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain | |
| Oh God chase me | |
| Oh God save me | |
| Who shall sink them to the bed | |
| Painting the sea with the colour of red | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking for golden fountain | |
| Oh God chase me | |
| Oh God save me | |
| Who shall dare to join them in | |
| To stain his soul with the aura of grey | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain | |
| Who shall sink them to the bed | |
| Painting the sea with the colour of red | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain |
| zuo ci : Tolis | |
| Rise up the strength on them | |
| In the name of a fruitful land | |
| In the name of a bright path | |
| Trodden with ignorant steps | |
| Warble out in my cradle' s edge | |
| Rex grandis adustrum malum ab erevum | |
| Ac adcervio malum ab optimus | |
| In the name of a future calm | |
| In the name of a pure light | |
| Marching with a bright shade | |
| Conquering the entire range | |
| Rex grandis adustrum malum ab erevum | |
| Ac adcervio malum ab optimus | |
| He who graces himself a joy | |
| Fell the grief he may destroy | |
| An unending glorious lie | |
| Harm the power and defile | |
| THY WINGS THY HORNS THY SIN | |
| Rise up the horns of sin | |
| The caves of the cursed I have seen | |
| Where mortals souls covered with the temple of sin | |
| The strength of demons I feel | |
| Ceaseless passion to restrict | |
| And wicked angels surround me | |
| Burning me with their fiery wings | |
| Who shall dare to join them in | |
| To stain his soul with the aura of grey | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain | |
| Oh God chase me | |
| Oh God save me | |
| Who shall sink them to the bed | |
| Painting the sea with the colour of red | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking for golden fountain | |
| Oh God chase me | |
| Oh God save me | |
| Who shall dare to join them in | |
| To stain his soul with the aura of grey | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain | |
| Who shall sink them to the bed | |
| Painting the sea with the colour of red | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain |
| zuò cí : Tolis | |
| Rise up the strength on them | |
| In the name of a fruitful land | |
| In the name of a bright path | |
| Trodden with ignorant steps | |
| Warble out in my cradle' s edge | |
| Rex grandis adustrum malum ab erevum | |
| Ac adcervio malum ab optimus | |
| In the name of a future calm | |
| In the name of a pure light | |
| Marching with a bright shade | |
| Conquering the entire range | |
| Rex grandis adustrum malum ab erevum | |
| Ac adcervio malum ab optimus | |
| He who graces himself a joy | |
| Fell the grief he may destroy | |
| An unending glorious lie | |
| Harm the power and defile | |
| THY WINGS THY HORNS THY SIN | |
| Rise up the horns of sin | |
| The caves of the cursed I have seen | |
| Where mortals souls covered with the temple of sin | |
| The strength of demons I feel | |
| Ceaseless passion to restrict | |
| And wicked angels surround me | |
| Burning me with their fiery wings | |
| Who shall dare to join them in | |
| To stain his soul with the aura of grey | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain | |
| Oh God chase me | |
| Oh God save me | |
| Who shall sink them to the bed | |
| Painting the sea with the colour of red | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking for golden fountain | |
| Oh God chase me | |
| Oh God save me | |
| Who shall dare to join them in | |
| To stain his soul with the aura of grey | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain | |
| Who shall sink them to the bed | |
| Painting the sea with the colour of red | |
| And when the flame of wings remain | |
| Seeking the golden fountain |