[00:00.00] 作词 : Anton Rosa
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Anton Rosa
[00:28.62]There was a time when I could speak to the Lord
[00:35.16]A burning heart that made a real mystery unfold
[00:41.75]I won't remember what is lost in tug of greed
[00:48.06]In an ideal world that was made for me to see
[00:54.73]It creates the atmosphere of fear
[00:57.96]Pain, lots of pain come into my ears
[01:01.15]Drown slowly in the river of tears
[01:04.39]True enemies are drawing near
[01:07.70]Screams of agony within this violent storm
[01:10.72]The day the child died, the day he was born
[01:14.29]Souls of dead gather waiting for this judgement day
[01:17.41]Glory of this sacred day fades to gray
[01:46.96]The only thing is, but it's always failed
[01:50.34]Never ends, returns everyday
[01:53.78]At the final gate, some began to pray
[01:56.92]To get ready for doomsday
[02:00.31]The power and protection
[02:03.83]Belief in Jesus's resurrection
[02:06.74]It haven't supported, helped us ever
[02:09.90]Our souls are damned forever
[02:39.27]I Joined those whose life departed, that'll be my doom
[02:45.48]No daylight under the unholy darkest moon
[02:52.20]Renewal to the highest ultimate degree
[02:58.66]The verge on the meaningless, they sent to set it free
[04:23.77]It creates the atmosphere of fear
[04:26.83]Pain, lots of pain come into my ears
[04:30.07]Drown slowly in the river of tears
[04:33.24]True enemies are drawing near
[04:36.52]Screams of agony within this violent storm
[04:39.73]The day the child died, the day he was born
[04:43.08]Souls of dead gather waiting for this judgement day
[04:46.32]Glory of this sacred day fades to gray

作词 : Anton Rosa
作曲 : Anton Rosa
There was a time when I could speak to the Lord
A burning heart that made a real mystery unfold
I won't remember what is lost in tug of greed
In an ideal world that was made for me to see
It creates the atmosphere of fear
Pain, lots of pain come into my ears
Drown slowly in the river of tears
True enemies are drawing near
Screams of agony within this violent storm
The day the child died, the day he was born
Souls of dead gather waiting for this judgement day
Glory of this sacred day fades to gray
The only thing is, but it's always failed
Never ends, returns everyday
At the final gate, some began to pray
To get ready for doomsday
The power and protection
Belief in Jesus's resurrection
It haven't supported, helped us ever
Our souls are damned forever
I Joined those whose life departed, that'll be my doom
No daylight under the unholy darkest moon
Renewal to the highest ultimate degree
The verge on the meaningless, they sent to set it free
It creates the atmosphere of fear
Pain, lots of pain come into my ears
Drown slowly in the river of tears
True enemies are drawing near
Screams of agony within this violent storm
The day the child died, the day he was born
Souls of dead gather waiting for this judgement day
Glory of this sacred day fades to gray