标题:The Apostasy Canticle
艺人:Draconian
专辑:Arcane Rain Fell
节拍:Moderate ♩ = 60
When our flames were lit by chaos We knew not the grip; the bondage of light Then he waved his sceptre, and cosmos was formed Too late we knew our freedom was lost He blinded us; polluted our minds and forced us to drink his blood I will show the world god's true face, I will let the thunder roar forevermore I've deceived his world, but regained paradise in the fire of my soul (but) in the death of the wind I sleep, as I wail this petrified landscape Chaos, anguish an optimum affection in the clarity of certainty so empty The voice of dark souls: mighty Lucifer- thou art the light that leads to darkness As much as I praise thee, I love thee without praise As much as I love myself, I adore thee relentlessly Thou art our true father; the wine of venus, the essence of our hope Death, solemn death of the reaper's star, devour his legacy from afar I fumble live I fall die; isolated in the crowds of god and suffering In between lurks the everlasting absence for my dark euphoria Thence I am Sovran created, like in heaven, myself and I fell in fury The indolence of solitude may drive out the soul of its sermon And memory shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates The indolence of solitude may drive out the soul of its sermon And memory shall be lost to the blood which hopelessly pulsates in our excruciating hearts is this the region, this the soil, the clime, This the seat that we must change for heav'n This mournful gloom for that celestial light? Be it so, since hee who now is Sovran can dispose and bid what shall be right Fardest from him is best whom reason hath equald Force hath made supreme above his equals Farewell happy fields where joy for ever dwells Hail horrours, hail infernal worlds, and thou profoundest hell Receive thy new possessor One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time In this abyss we shall be free Here we shall celebrate the coming war
