作词 : Jaroslaw Szubrycht/Robb Flynn
作曲 : Waclaw Vogg Kieltyka
These are the bones of his disciples
Oil from the blubber of Jonah's whale
Two Samson's hairs, eye of providence
Very old tooth of someone almost saint
Gott Mit Uns buckles, flammable stakes
Stylish white robes and peaked white hoods
Laundries of Ireland and gold of Aztecs
Finest collection of filthy keepsakes
Nothing to lose
I, Iconoclast
Nothing to fear
I doubt therefor I am
Nothing to lose
I, Iconoclast
Nothing to fear
I laugh therefor I am
This is the dust from holy land
Here comes the storm to wash it away
This is the empire designed to fall
But hey, Rome wasn't burned in a day
[00:00.00] 作词 : Jaroslaw Szubrycht/Robb Flynn
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Waclaw Vogg Kieltyka
[01:17.16]These are the bones of his disciples
[01:26.79]Oil from the blubber of Jonah's whale
[01:29.16]Two Samson's hairs, eye of providence
[01:30.09]Very old tooth of someone almost saint
[01:31.02]Gott Mit Uns buckles, flammable stakes
[02:06.63]Stylish white robes and peaked white hoods
[02:10.74]Laundries of Ireland and gold of Aztecs
[02:14.16]Finest collection of filthy keepsakes
[02:15.33]Nothing to lose
[02:15.66]I, Iconoclast
[02:16.23]Nothing to fear
[02:24.12]I doubt therefor I am
[02:24.51]Nothing to lose
[02:28.17]I, Iconoclast
[02:45.33]Nothing to fear
[03:27.39]I laugh therefor I am
[03:27.81]This is the dust from holy land
[03:28.50]Here comes the storm to wash it away
[04:15.84]This is the empire designed to fall
[04:23.04]But hey, Rome wasn't burned in a day