| Song | Of Time And Dust |
| Artist | Tarot |
| Album | Suffer Our Pleasures |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hietala, Tolsa | |
| There's only one we've all fought for. | |
| Give us your grace. | |
| We're the eager sons you bear and eat with skies on your face. | |
| In all the flesh the craving lives for the embrace of our cruel mother, the dark queen of our short days. | |
| The heart of flame, the skin of snow, the cloak of air to kindle our lust. | |
| The womb of seas, the bosom of stones, | |
| The cradle of earth will kiss your bones to dust. | |
| When the earth has gone will we be adopted by strange stars? | |
| The love won't die, neither will war and we find no rest apart | |
| The heart of flame... | |
| Timeless the burning, the anger of suns. | |
| Endlessly turning what never has begun. |
| zuo qu : Hietala, Tolsa | |
| There' s only one we' ve all fought for. | |
| Give us your grace. | |
| We' re the eager sons you bear and eat with skies on your face. | |
| In all the flesh the craving lives for the embrace of our cruel mother, the dark queen of our short days. | |
| The heart of flame, the skin of snow, the cloak of air to kindle our lust. | |
| The womb of seas, the bosom of stones, | |
| The cradle of earth will kiss your bones to dust. | |
| When the earth has gone will we be adopted by strange stars? | |
| The love won' t die, neither will war and we find no rest apart | |
| The heart of flame... | |
| Timeless the burning, the anger of suns. | |
| Endlessly turning what never has begun. |
| zuò qǔ : Hietala, Tolsa | |
| There' s only one we' ve all fought for. | |
| Give us your grace. | |
| We' re the eager sons you bear and eat with skies on your face. | |
| In all the flesh the craving lives for the embrace of our cruel mother, the dark queen of our short days. | |
| The heart of flame, the skin of snow, the cloak of air to kindle our lust. | |
| The womb of seas, the bosom of stones, | |
| The cradle of earth will kiss your bones to dust. | |
| When the earth has gone will we be adopted by strange stars? | |
| The love won' t die, neither will war and we find no rest apart | |
| The heart of flame... | |
| Timeless the burning, the anger of suns. | |
| Endlessly turning what never has begun. |