Black New Age - Windir.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Hváll
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Valfar/Hváll
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Valfar/Hváll
[00:31.575]Dressed in black with a pale expression
[00:36.720]I attack the world with extreme satisfaction
[00:41.974]I am the master, never more to be enslaved
[00:47.154]Broken free from the chains that restrained my needs
[00:52.323]There is time, but no time to waste
[00:54.919]There are rules, but they seem to fade
[00:57.660]I am the master of my own salvation
[01:00.027]A black cloud of obscure creation
[01:13.185]This new foundation, a new generation
[01:15.728]Bottled up on misanthropic hate
[01:18.157]A revolution, a new constitution
[01:20.810]From real hatred, rather than blind fate
[01:23.681]This new foundation, a new generation
[01:26.271]Bottled up on misanthropic hate
[01:28.756]Rebels in the face of conformity
[01:31.508]Founders of the black new age
[01:55.045]This is my life -
[01:56.876]This your hell -
[02:00.209]This is my exhibition -
[02:02.656]And it makes me well -
[02:05.486]What you can't stomach, you no longer can stop
[02:10.639]You must eat your hatred or choke it up
[03:08.136]All things must be broken down
[03:10.666]Burned to ashes, bombed to the ground
[03:13.028]A process og purification, where old mistakes are cremated
[03:18.402]No carrier of infection will survive
[03:21.038]No corrupted thoughts shall sound
[03:23.562]The new empire has found its ground
文本歌词
作词 : Hváll
作曲 : Valfar/Hváll
编曲 : Valfar/Hváll
Dressed in black with a pale expression
I attack the world with extreme satisfaction
I am the master, never more to be enslaved
Broken free from the chains that restrained my needs
There is time, but no time to waste
There are rules, but they seem to fade
I am the master of my own salvation
A black cloud of obscure creation
This new foundation, a new generation
Bottled up on misanthropic hate
A revolution, a new constitution
From real hatred, rather than blind fate
This new foundation, a new generation
Bottled up on misanthropic hate
Rebels in the face of conformity
Founders of the black new age
This is my life -
This your hell -
This is my exhibition -
And it makes me well -
What you can't stomach, you no longer can stop
You must eat your hatred or choke it up
All things must be broken down
Burned to ashes, bombed to the ground
A process og purification, where old mistakes are cremated
No carrier of infection will survive
No corrupted thoughts shall sound
The new empire has found its ground