Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs.
Satisfy your hunger for might and blood!
With greedy claws the eagle flew
Leaving chaos and widows on his hunt.
We do not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet
Nor to bow, to the laurel wreath!
"Haec terra mea est" - the urge of your own want
It's the pauper that accrouches - bared indigence
Your need should cost unnumbered lives!
might and riches you have sought,
willing to pay the price in human lives!
False and fallacious, killing and omnivorous
depleting the value of human life!
But we always knew: You came with fortune
and one day you'd come with steel!
We did not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet!
A tort that pays it wage death?
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
watch our wives remigrate with crooked backs...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:29.07]Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs.
[00:31.23] Satisfy your hunger for might and blood!
[00:32.70] With greedy claws the eagle flew
[00:37.95] Leaving chaos and widows on his hunt.
[00:43.77] We do not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet
[00:55.08] Nor to bow, to the laurel wreath!
[00:57.30] "Haec terra mea est" - the urge of your own want
[01:00.66] It's the pauper that accrouches - bared indigence
[01:03.15] Your need should cost unnumbered lives!
[01:03.93] might and riches you have sought,
[01:05.70] willing to pay the price in human lives!
[02:03.39] False and fallacious, killing and omnivorous
[02:06.54] depleting the value of human life!
[02:08.10] But we always knew: You came with fortune
[02:13.71] and one day you'd come with steel!
[02:19.62] We did not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet!
[03:53.70] A tort that pays it wage death?
[03:54.90] Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
[03:58.83] Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
[04:05.22] watch our wives remigrate with crooked backs...
Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs.
Satisfy your hunger for might and blood!
With greedy claws the eagle flew
Leaving chaos and widows on his hunt.
We do not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet
Nor to bow, to the laurel wreath!
"Haec terra mea est" - the urge of your own want
It's the pauper that accrouches - bared indigence
Your need should cost unnumbered lives!
might and riches you have sought,
willing to pay the price in human lives!
False and fallacious, killing and omnivorous
depleting the value of human life!
But we always knew: You came with fortune
and one day you'd come with steel!
We did not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet!
A tort that pays it wage death?
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
watch our wives remigrate with crooked backs...
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:29.07]Fraught with so much greed, imperial needs.
[00:31.23] Satisfy your hunger for might and blood!
[00:32.70] With greedy claws the eagle flew
[00:37.95] Leaving chaos and widows on his hunt.
[00:43.77] We do not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet
[00:55.08] Nor to bow, to the laurel wreath!
[00:57.30] "Haec terra mea est" - the urge of your own want
[01:00.66] It's the pauper that accrouches - bared indigence
[01:03.15] Your need should cost unnumbered lives!
[01:03.93] might and riches you have sought,
[01:05.70] willing to pay the price in human lives!
[02:03.39] False and fallacious, killing and omnivorous
[02:06.54] depleting the value of human life!
[02:08.10] But we always knew: You came with fortune
[02:13.71] and one day you'd come with steel!
[02:19.62] We did not accept to bear the half-moon on our feet!
[03:53.70] A tort that pays it wage death?
[03:54.90] Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
[03:58.83] Well, how does it feel, the blood on your hands?
[04:05.22] watch our wives remigrate with crooked backs...
While the noose is tightening
You still sit here on your fleeting throne
So busy with your own little feuds
And your own blinker crowns
But we all a...
The Essence Of The Ashes-Eluveitie
And it came to pass
In those leaden days
That a plain, poor man
Got sick of his yoke
Of condemned soil
And foreign ...
We packed the Wagons
A'thing arranged, there is no Turning Back
The Time has come, all to soon
A Stab allthrough my Heart
The Afterglow
Glimmered on t...
The grass was as green as it always was that sinister day
The blackbird sang their songs as they always did that black-letter day
We passed the great ...
Who will measure the dimensions of antumnos?
Who can tell the gauge of it's veil?
Who can manifest the size of it's maw?
And infer the value of it's s...