As We Eternally Sleep On It Lyrics

	作词 : Moonspell, Ribiero
	The seed of
	Men,From trees now freezing.
	All silevered leaves
	With messages written
	The Imitators
	In sequences bright.
	All perpetraitors
	In cahins of gold.
	From the Wait we got our hearts so wet.
	The Legend rains our drops of sweat.
	Sweet all the
	Season. The crop is
	Death.Reaped on the
	Rush. You hate yourself.
	The best of
	Men,Through racks now stumbling.
	Learning the blind walk.
	All apprentices.
	The fierest
	Men,In sheep's clothing,
	Have bor exhausted
	To everything.
	And yes we all believe in
	Madness.We are being born at the sound of
	Ends.And yes we all belive in cruelty
	We breed it out so easily.
	It used to be the pride of
	Men,Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand.
	And yes we all have signed the pacts.
	We knew so well nothing was left.
	And yes we still believe in
	BeautyAs we eternally sleep on it.
	The last of
	MenAll hide in here
	Domesticated by everything
	What's left of the
	ManI had within,
	Now gone forever
	The Beast sets in.
	And yes we all believe in
	Fury.When nothing else is supposed to be.
	Consumed are now all the rewards,
	As we eternally...

	zuo ci : Moonspell, Ribiero
	The seed of
	Men, From trees now freezing.
	All silevered leaves
	With messages written
	The Imitators
	In sequences bright.
	All perpetraitors
	In cahins of gold.
	From the Wait we got our hearts so wet.
	The Legend rains our drops of sweat.
	Sweet all the
	Season. The crop is
	Death. Reaped on the
	Rush. You hate yourself.
	The best of
	Men, Through racks now stumbling.
	Learning the blind walk.
	All apprentices.
	The fierest
	Men, In sheep' s clothing,
	Have bor exhausted
	To everything.
	And yes we all believe in
	Madness. We are being born at the sound of
	Ends. And yes we all belive in cruelty
	We breed it out so easily.
	It used to be the pride of
	Men, Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand.
	And yes we all have signed the pacts.
	We knew so well nothing was left.
	And yes we still believe in
	BeautyAs we eternally sleep on it.
	The last of
	MenAll hide in here
	Domesticated by everything
	What' s left of the
	ManI had within,
	Now gone forever
	The Beast sets in.
	And yes we all believe in
	Fury. When nothing else is supposed to be.
	Consumed are now all the rewards,
	As we eternally...

	zuò cí : Moonspell, Ribiero
	The seed of
	Men, From trees now freezing.
	All silevered leaves
	With messages written
	The Imitators
	In sequences bright.
	All perpetraitors
	In cahins of gold.
	From the Wait we got our hearts so wet.
	The Legend rains our drops of sweat.
	Sweet all the
	Season. The crop is
	Death. Reaped on the
	Rush. You hate yourself.
	The best of
	Men, Through racks now stumbling.
	Learning the blind walk.
	All apprentices.
	The fierest
	Men, In sheep' s clothing,
	Have bor exhausted
	To everything.
	And yes we all believe in
	Madness. We are being born at the sound of
	Ends. And yes we all belive in cruelty
	We breed it out so easily.
	It used to be the pride of
	Men, Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand.
	And yes we all have signed the pacts.
	We knew so well nothing was left.
	And yes we still believe in
	BeautyAs we eternally sleep on it.
	The last of
	MenAll hide in here
	Domesticated by everything
	What' s left of the
	ManI had within,
	Now gone forever
	The Beast sets in.
	And yes we all believe in
	Fury. When nothing else is supposed to be.
	Consumed are now all the rewards,
	As we eternally...

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