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Death Chasing the Flock of Mortals

Die Hard2017年1月5日

Death Chasing the Flock of Mortals 歌詞

Death Chasing the Flock of Mortals - Die Hard

This sunday morning the air was so thick

You could carve it with a knife

The heat made the world shiver

At least for a moment of time

All of a sudden the streets fill with people

The mortals who'd come to die

Driven by some mystic force

The inborn will to revoke from life

Thousands and thousands men

Women and young

Different yet all the same

Representatives of every perversion

Mania and unjust

Preachers of blasphemy

Coprophiliacs

Incestous lovers of the dead

A carnival of repulsion

Lust madness and despair

From shadows they rise

The glimmer of steel

Sharp sickles in skeletal hands

They've come from the very pits of hell

The reapers of the lambs

The terror from seeing the faces

Of death makes the mortals tremble and cry

As time's standing still

Panicked they run

A glimpse of eternity the chase has begun

The panic in their eyes

The horror in their cries

Eternity caught in the wink of an eye

Death chasing the flock of mortals

The panic in their eyes

The horror in their cries

Eternity caught in the wink of an eye

Death chasing the flock of mortals

From shadows they rise

The glimmer of steel

Sharp sickles in skeletal hands

They've come from the very pits of hell

The reapers of the lambs

The terror from seeing the faces

Of death makes the mortals tremble and cry

As time's standing still

Panicked they run

A glimpse of eternity the chase has begun

The sun is imploding in darkness

Left is the colourless

Ghastly light of death

The chase is over before it began

It's the mighty upheaval of time

For death is superior to every dimension

Phantasmic and yet so real

Etched into the corneas of the mortals

Is the image of bloodstained sickles of steel

This second will last stil forever

Stricken by panic

This final page of their lives

So cold so freezing and cold deep within

Pierced by a thousand swords of ice

Now the streets are empty

Of the horrors that have been

There's no trace

But the flock of mortals

Are suffering the eternal torment

Of being chased by death

The panic in their eyes

The horror in their cries

Eternity caught in the wink of an eye

Death chasing the flock of mortals

And death saw the panic in their eyes

And death heard the horror in their cries

Eternity caught in the wink of an eye

 

Death chasing the flock of mortals