We three
When all these things are done
And the stream of blood
Has veiled the murky air
With paws of crimson
Which the sun sucks upwards
Then we shall dance
All thy blood
Around thy tomb
And over the piled corpses
I will lift my limbs
High with each step
And all the folk who’ll see me there
Yea, all who from afar only my shadow see will say
For a great king
All his flesh and blood
Hold high festival and solemn revel.
And blessed is he
That hath children
Who will dance around his holy tomb
Such royal dances of victory.
In electricity
Force and aim in energy
While you are merely two
A form, if that
Motion - a minimum
And content defeated
The worshippers of lies
Our muscle - the fist!
Our light - blood!
Our duty - war!
Three crushing two
Muscle wrenching form
Force fights inertia
Deciding factor
The power to bend
The world isn't there
It never was
Harness the thought
It has no choice
It must bend
This power
This circuit
This power
This power is ours alone
Our head - clear!
Our hands - clean!
Our fist - strong!
The number of the few
The stagnant multitudes
The hour approaches
And we exult in moment
A pit of burning corpses
And sing
An ode to joy
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Fá¼r Lieber tá¶t aus Leben
Und nicht Leben.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
We three
When all these things are done
And the stream of blood
Has veiled the murky air
With paws of crimson
Which the sun sucks upwards
Then we shall dance
All thy blood
Around thy tomb
And over the piled corpses
I will lift my limbs
High with each step
And all the folk who’ll see me there
Yea, all who from afar only my shadow see will say
For a great king
All his flesh and blood
Hold high festival and solemn revel.
And blessed is he
That hath children
Who will dance around his holy tomb
Such royal dances of victory.
In electricity
Force and aim in energy
While you are merely two
A form, if that
Motion - a minimum
And content defeated
The worshippers of lies
Our muscle - the fist!
Our light - blood!
Our duty - war!
Three crushing two
Muscle wrenching form
Force fights inertia
Deciding factor
The power to bend
The world isn't there
It never was
Harness the thought
It has no choice
It must bend
This power
This circuit
This power
This power is ours alone
Our head - clear!
Our hands - clean!
Our fist - strong!
The number of the few
The stagnant multitudes
The hour approaches
And we exult in moment
A pit of burning corpses
And sing
An ode to joy
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Fá¼r Lieber tá¶t aus Leben
Und nicht Leben.
📝 纯歌词版本
We three
When all these things are done
And the stream of blood
Has veiled the murky air
With paws of crimson
Which the sun sucks upwards
Then we shall dance
All thy blood
Around thy tomb
And over the piled corpses
I will lift my limbs
High with each step
And all the folk who’ll see me there
Yea, all who from afar only my shadow see will say
For a great king
All his flesh and blood
Hold high festival and solemn revel.
And blessed is he
That hath children
Who will dance around his holy tomb
Such royal dances of victory.
In electricity
Force and aim in energy
While you are merely two
A form, if that
Motion - a minimum
And content defeated
The worshippers of lies
Our muscle - the fist!
Our light - blood!
Our duty - war!
Three crushing two
Muscle wrenching form
Force fights inertia
Deciding factor
The power to bend
The world isn't there
It never was
Harness the thought
It has no choice
It must bend
This power
This circuit
This power
This power is ours alone
Our head - clear!
Our hands - clean!
Our fist - strong!
The number of the few
The stagnant multitudes
The hour approaches
And we exult in moment
A pit of burning corpses
And sing
An ode to joy
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Fá¼r Lieber tá¶t aus Leben
Und nicht Leben.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
We three
When all these things are done
And the stream of blood
Has veiled the murky air
With paws of crimson
Which the sun sucks upwards
Then we shall dance
All thy blood
Around thy tomb
And over the piled corpses
I will lift my limbs
High with each step
And all the folk who’ll see me there
Yea, all who from afar only my shadow see will say
For a great king
All his flesh and blood
Hold high festival and solemn revel.
And blessed is he
That hath children
Who will dance around his holy tomb
Such royal dances of victory.
In electricity
Force and aim in energy
While you are merely two
A form, if that
Motion - a minimum
And content defeated
The worshippers of lies
Our muscle - the fist!
Our light - blood!
Our duty - war!
Three crushing two
Muscle wrenching form
Force fights inertia
Deciding factor
The power to bend
The world isn't there
It never was
Harness the thought
It has no choice
It must bend
This power
This circuit
This power
This power is ours alone
Our head - clear!
Our hands - clean!
Our fist - strong!
The number of the few
The stagnant multitudes
The hour approaches
And we exult in moment
A pit of burning corpses
And sing
An ode to joy
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Hail victory!
Electricity
Fá¼r Lieber tá¶t aus Leben
Und nicht Leben.
Thus with stretched sail, we went over sea till day's end
Sun to his slumber, shadows o'er all the ocean
Came we then to the bounds of deepest water
C...
All dressed in uniforms so fine
We drank and killed to pass the time
Wearing the shame of all our crimes
With measured steps we walked in line
We walk...
Beyond time and released from sin
As we prow to the slain, determination grim
As a visor that feeds the soil, and the wheel turns again
These last gre...
On glimmering hills and lands unseen
The oldest of all that the world gave birth
Ride again through the hills of earth
Chorus:
Out of the darkness
On ...
Fertile earth Pallas who procreates everything
This young bull which he carried on his golden shoulders
According to his ways
And I after have receive...
We who live on the edge of the Earth and who are the last full work of freedom, have to this day been protected by our remoteness, by the mystery and ...
Lift MacCahir Óg your face, brooding o'er the old disgrace
That black FitzWilliam stormed your place and drove you to the Fern
Grey said victory was s...
We three
When all these things are done
And the stream of blood
Has veiled the murky air
With paws of crimson
Which the sun sucks upwards
Then we shal...
Beyond time and released from sin
As we prow to the slain, determination grim
As a visor that feeds the soil, and the wheel turns again
These last gre...