misdeeds not fear Dying from it venom When all are gone Only Surtur remained Passing his hand of fire across the whole world Consuming all of creation
翻訳: アモンアマース. バーニング作成.
not fear Dying from it venom When all are gone Only Surtur remained Passing his hand of fire across the whole world Consuming all of creation
...Path of the chosen leads through the dusk Castle of the sons of eternity Fallen angels with haughty countenances Burning like crosses in the days
burn as one Examples For the evil They have Done Pillage and burn, All that stands Will fall in flames Pillage and burn, retaliatory act of rage
this love of mine Still I got nothing to show for it Here's a simplification of everything we're going through, oh You plus me is bad news You're a lovely creation
running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page and the fame Contraption made up of nuts and bolts Creates the new monster to burn
Get the fire as the flame it burns Get the wind as it slowly turns Get the earth as it circles by Get the sky sea creation fly This point of living,
's wrath ascending to redeem Wars that shout in screams of anguish Power spent passion despoils our soul receiver Surely we know, in glory we rise to offer Create
them out of creation (creation), yeah-eah! (creation) Wa-Jah, Jah, Jah! Wa-Jah, Jah, Jah! (creation) Wa-Jah, Jah, Jah! (creation) Oh! Let i'es is i'es
They buy God they sell God, I'm numb Baby Jesus Love Dolls, Everybody wants one They rob God, create God I'm numb I dropped the BOMB! These are my words That make you burn
Freedom comes when you learn to let go Creation comes when you learn to say no You were my lesson, I had to learn I was your fortress, you had to burn
satisfaction In the burning chill of please we bathe Engulfing, encompassing like a cataclysmic shock wave Of an impact so deep but not one of destruction But of creation
know And did you know I'm the creator of the term I just straightened the perm Aint let it sit too long, they just makin it burn And make a movie of our
His love in these hard times "Well, we gotta get going", said the restless Lord to the Son "There are galaxies yet to be born, creation is never done
Mmm, oh, it hurts so bad It started out so perfect, something God could only create A union of both me and you on this special day Never once did I take