| Song | Darkness Eve |
| Artist | Therion |
| Album | Lepaca kliffoth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Johnsson | |
| The tenth he made the kill | |
| As I paid the bill | |
| He was a demon | |
| I 'hired'He brought me blood so red | |
| Brought me the dead | |
| My enemy sacrificed | |
| Fools dies - | |
| I manipulate your tragic fate | |
| Some cries - | |
| I celebrate the darkness | |
| EveLook out number twowhat will be done to you | |
| We don't want you to die | |
| We take you piece by piece | |
| Create you enemies | |
| Your small empire has fallen | |
| Feel pain -scream out in vain, forge your own chair | |
| I've gained - | |
| I love your pain, | |
| I love your pain | |
| He'll teach you not to play around with hell | |
| He'll show you what it's like | |
| I bet you understand things better now | |
| But it's too late to hide | |
| He enslaved your life | |
| With your own knife | |
| And ridiculed your pride | |
| Fade 'til you are gone | |
| Into oblivion | |
| Beyond the solid walls | |
| Suffer - degrated pride and locked inside | |
| Weak mind - nowhere to hide, try suicide | |
| GORARA, I hail you | |
| Your work is so beautiful | |
| You are a true artist | |
| I hail you once more! |
| zuo ci : Johnsson | |
| The tenth he made the kill | |
| As I paid the bill | |
| He was a demon | |
| I ' hired' He brought me blood so red | |
| Brought me the dead | |
| My enemy sacrificed | |
| Fools dies | |
| I manipulate your tragic fate | |
| Some cries | |
| I celebrate the darkness | |
| EveLook out number twowhat will be done to you | |
| We don' t want you to die | |
| We take you piece by piece | |
| Create you enemies | |
| Your small empire has fallen | |
| Feel pain scream out in vain, forge your own chair | |
| I' ve gained | |
| I love your pain, | |
| I love your pain | |
| He' ll teach you not to play around with hell | |
| He' ll show you what it' s like | |
| I bet you understand things better now | |
| But it' s too late to hide | |
| He enslaved your life | |
| With your own knife | |
| And ridiculed your pride | |
| Fade ' til you are gone | |
| Into oblivion | |
| Beyond the solid walls | |
| Suffer degrated pride and locked inside | |
| Weak mind nowhere to hide, try suicide | |
| GORARA, I hail you | |
| Your work is so beautiful | |
| You are a true artist | |
| I hail you once more! |
| zuò cí : Johnsson | |
| The tenth he made the kill | |
| As I paid the bill | |
| He was a demon | |
| I ' hired' He brought me blood so red | |
| Brought me the dead | |
| My enemy sacrificed | |
| Fools dies | |
| I manipulate your tragic fate | |
| Some cries | |
| I celebrate the darkness | |
| EveLook out number twowhat will be done to you | |
| We don' t want you to die | |
| We take you piece by piece | |
| Create you enemies | |
| Your small empire has fallen | |
| Feel pain scream out in vain, forge your own chair | |
| I' ve gained | |
| I love your pain, | |
| I love your pain | |
| He' ll teach you not to play around with hell | |
| He' ll show you what it' s like | |
| I bet you understand things better now | |
| But it' s too late to hide | |
| He enslaved your life | |
| With your own knife | |
| And ridiculed your pride | |
| Fade ' til you are gone | |
| Into oblivion | |
| Beyond the solid walls | |
| Suffer degrated pride and locked inside | |
| Weak mind nowhere to hide, try suicide | |
| GORARA, I hail you | |
| Your work is so beautiful | |
| You are a true artist | |
| I hail you once more! |