| Song | Final Fall |
| Artist | Goblins Blade |
| Album | Of Angels and Snakes |
| 作词 : Jörg Michael Knittel | |
| 作曲 : Jörg Michael Knittel | |
| Final fall | |
| Like a beast from the dungeon | |
| The black plague is rolling | |
| A feast for the eyes | |
| And the thunder is growling | |
| So grab all your weapons | |
| And ride in the night | |
| Your voice filled with anger | |
| The black moon gives light | |
| Where is my justice | |
| When nobody saw | |
| Where is the pride | |
| The end of the law | |
| It is time for our vengeance now | |
| Our blade in the dark | |
| Follow our call | |
| And bring them their final fall | |
| Their final fall | |
| In an act of endless pleasure | |
| Sinful play, a foreign land | |
| Enter the danger zone | |
| Light is forever banned | |
| When will we finally wake up | |
| And see a new day dawning | |
| Seed for a new harvest | |
| So hear the final warning | |
| Where is my justice | |
| When nobody saw | |
| Where is the pride | |
| The end of the law | |
| It is time for our vengeance now | |
| Our blade in the dark | |
| Follow our call | |
| And bring them their final fall | |
| Their final fall | |
| When the black bird cross the alley | |
| And we see no other way | |
| Darkness comes, cold pulls up | |
| Crimson is the other day | |
| So the dice have been cast | |
| And enough blood is flown | |
| We emerge victorious | |
| And leave them all alone | |
| So we will finally wake up | |
| And see a new day dawning | |
| The harvest is retracted | |
| And no more final warning | |
| Where is my justice | |
| When nobody saw | |
| Where is the pride | |
| The end of the law | |
| It is time for our vengeance now | |
| Our blade in the dark | |
| Follow our call | |
| And bring them their final fall | |
| Their final fall |
| zuò cí : J rg Michael Knittel | |
| zuò qǔ : J rg Michael Knittel | |
| Final fall | |
| Like a beast from the dungeon | |
| The black plague is rolling | |
| A feast for the eyes | |
| And the thunder is growling | |
| So grab all your weapons | |
| And ride in the night | |
| Your voice filled with anger | |
| The black moon gives light | |
| Where is my justice | |
| When nobody saw | |
| Where is the pride | |
| The end of the law | |
| It is time for our vengeance now | |
| Our blade in the dark | |
| Follow our call | |
| And bring them their final fall | |
| Their final fall | |
| In an act of endless pleasure | |
| Sinful play, a foreign land | |
| Enter the danger zone | |
| Light is forever banned | |
| When will we finally wake up | |
| And see a new day dawning | |
| Seed for a new harvest | |
| So hear the final warning | |
| Where is my justice | |
| When nobody saw | |
| Where is the pride | |
| The end of the law | |
| It is time for our vengeance now | |
| Our blade in the dark | |
| Follow our call | |
| And bring them their final fall | |
| Their final fall | |
| When the black bird cross the alley | |
| And we see no other way | |
| Darkness comes, cold pulls up | |
| Crimson is the other day | |
| So the dice have been cast | |
| And enough blood is flown | |
| We emerge victorious | |
| And leave them all alone | |
| So we will finally wake up | |
| And see a new day dawning | |
| The harvest is retracted | |
| And no more final warning | |
| Where is my justice | |
| When nobody saw | |
| Where is the pride | |
| The end of the law | |
| It is time for our vengeance now | |
| Our blade in the dark | |
| Follow our call | |
| And bring them their final fall | |
| Their final fall |