In an age of video wallpaper and aural anesthesia, Music has become a prostitute. No longer is it a gift from the gods; It has become a pacifier, a tranquilizer
翻訳: 情報社会. バッカナール.
pull and I'll provide the thrust Romance is nothing but a sack of lies But it is truth which I have come to despise Bacchanal If I provide the scene
bacchanal) when we gettin down [love bacchanal) bacchanal, bacchanal, bacchanal, bacchanal ! i live bacchanal, they call me bacchanal i live bacchanal, they call me bacchanal
Greed fires glow in a Sepulchral Sky Summoning Hell with the blink of an eye Cast into bondage a Devil will drive The Spirit of Evil Eternally thrives
, and I'll provide the thrust Romance is nothing but a sack of lies But it is truth which I have come to despise Bacchanal If I provide the scene
Tonight, we're drunk upon our nostalgia, So raise a glass to the black maria. Through laughter seems to soothe the pain, Of adoring what I violate. I
翻訳: クラッチ. どんちゃん騒ぎ.
翻訳: 悪性腫瘍. どんちゃん騒ぎの乱交パーティー.
: Tonight, we're drunk upon our nostalgia, So raise a glass to the black maria. Through laughter seems to soothe the pain, Of adoring what I violate.
: [SAMAEL:] You'll never know how much I hate thee Child born of wind, Goddess born to sin I gave you life... You'll never know how much I hate thee
: I know I taste your essence With the Blackness of my mind Pain is me and I'm restless The wedding bells of death now chime In the darkness of your
: Burning are the Angels of the black moonrise Sons of darkness flayed alive Like a funeral star I will assail Death awaits what the Gods unveil Goddess
: Come to me like Water Come to me from the depths of the Moonlight Come to me my Daughter Lay with me like the White Rose of Summer Come child, love
: [ADAM:] I walk...I ride... Through Streets of Genocide My Words drip Blood Like Savage Mist is Love No choice...no home Black Thoughts like Rivers
: [LILITH:] Oh my love...here we die... In this Land of Brilliant Sorrow Clouds and Rain and Darkness follows A Graveside Kiss an empty Moral The Sunlight
: [GOD:] Count the red lights on the highway Thunder in your ear Is there something moving in my way Beyond the Gates Of Fear... Entombed to praise the
: Greed fires glow in a Sepulchral Sky Summoning Hell with the blink of an eye Cast into bondage a Devil will drive The Spirit of Evil Eternally thrives
