Astera Ton Proinon Lyrics

	作曲 : Ihsahn
	Were you not humble
	Not submissive?
	Would you not bend your knee?
	Did you question or object
	To the world of the many?
	Had you a vision of your own?
	Saint of the damned
	Icon of the rejected
	Primerval insurgent
	Ascend O' Morning Star
	Ascend
	[Is.14.12-14]
	"How art thou fallen from heaven, O'day-star,
	Son of the morning!
	How art thou cut down to the ground,
	That didst cast lots over the nations!
	For thou hast said in thine heart,
	I will ascend into heaven,
	I will exalt my throne above the stars of God.
	I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation,
	In the sides of the north.
	I will ascend above the heights of the clouds,
	I will be like the most High."
	Man has been reared by the four errors
	And never saw himself other than imperfectly.
	Such is then the pleasure of the common herd
	To quench their envious thirst in misery.

	zuo qu : Ihsahn
	Were you not humble
	Not submissive?
	Would you not bend your knee?
	Did you question or object
	To the world of the many?
	Had you a vision of your own?
	Saint of the damned
	Icon of the rejected
	Primerval insurgent
	Ascend O' Morning Star
	Ascend
	Is. 14. 1214
	" How art thou fallen from heaven, O' daystar,
	Son of the morning!
	How art thou cut down to the ground,
	That didst cast lots over the nations!
	For thou hast said in thine heart,
	I will ascend into heaven,
	I will exalt my throne above the stars of God.
	I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation,
	In the sides of the north.
	I will ascend above the heights of the clouds,
	I will be like the most High."
	Man has been reared by the four errors
	And never saw himself other than imperfectly.
	Such is then the pleasure of the common herd
	To quench their envious thirst in misery.

	zuò qǔ : Ihsahn
	Were you not humble
	Not submissive?
	Would you not bend your knee?
	Did you question or object
	To the world of the many?
	Had you a vision of your own?
	Saint of the damned
	Icon of the rejected
	Primerval insurgent
	Ascend O' Morning Star
	Ascend
	Is. 14. 1214
	" How art thou fallen from heaven, O' daystar,
	Son of the morning!
	How art thou cut down to the ground,
	That didst cast lots over the nations!
	For thou hast said in thine heart,
	I will ascend into heaven,
	I will exalt my throne above the stars of God.
	I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation,
	In the sides of the north.
	I will ascend above the heights of the clouds,
	I will be like the most High."
	Man has been reared by the four errors
	And never saw himself other than imperfectly.
	Such is then the pleasure of the common herd
	To quench their envious thirst in misery.

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