| Song | Athanati Este |
| Artist | Rotting Christ |
| Album | Sanctus Diavolos |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tolis | |
| Μακαριοι εστε οι τολμηροι | |
| Μακαριοι εστε οι αμαρτωλοι | |
| Μακαριοι εστε οι διαφορετικοι | |
| Εουσου δοκει | |
| Μακαριοι εστε οι καταραμενοι | |
| Μακαριοι εστε οι κυνηγοι | |
| Ενός ονειρου πραγματικοι | |
| Αθανατοι εστε οι δυνατοι | |
| Αθανατοι εστε οι ερμητικοι | |
| Αθανατοι εστε οι τραγικοι | |
| Εο σου δοκει | |
| Αθανατοι εστε οι ρομαλοι | |
| Αθανατοι εστε οι τολμηροι | |
| Οδοιποροι των αισθησεων πραγματικοι | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| Digging your soul deep into the ground | |
| Setting your sense to the bound | |
| Spreading your eminence all around | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| You walk in pathless ways till the dawn | |
| Screaming for salvation so loud | |
| Spreading your indulgence all around | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| Then you immortals stand up and shout | |
| Then you blessed martyrs doubt | |
| Here comes a new age's blow | |
| Slaves of fate instigate | |
| And feel your sword's blazing edge | |
| Your section to the enemy | |
| Wound for the sleepy age | |
| Slaves of fate instigate | |
| And feel your sword's blazing edge | |
| Your section to the enemy | |
| Wound for the sleepy age |
| zuo ci : Tolis | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| Digging your soul deep into the ground | |
| Setting your sense to the bound | |
| Spreading your eminence all around | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| You walk in pathless ways till the dawn | |
| Screaming for salvation so loud | |
| Spreading your indulgence all around | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| Then you immortals stand up and shout | |
| Then you blessed martyrs doubt | |
| Here comes a new age' s blow | |
| Slaves of fate instigate | |
| And feel your sword' s blazing edge | |
| Your section to the enemy | |
| Wound for the sleepy age | |
| Slaves of fate instigate | |
| And feel your sword' s blazing edge | |
| Your section to the enemy | |
| Wound for the sleepy age |
| zuò cí : Tolis | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| Digging your soul deep into the ground | |
| Setting your sense to the bound | |
| Spreading your eminence all around | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| You walk in pathless ways till the dawn | |
| Screaming for salvation so loud | |
| Spreading your indulgence all around | |
| And when the bells of fate sound | |
| Then you immortals stand up and shout | |
| Then you blessed martyrs doubt | |
| Here comes a new age' s blow | |
| Slaves of fate instigate | |
| And feel your sword' s blazing edge | |
| Your section to the enemy | |
| Wound for the sleepy age | |
| Slaves of fate instigate | |
| And feel your sword' s blazing edge | |
| Your section to the enemy | |
| Wound for the sleepy age |