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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
The Black Dahlia Murder
The Black Dahlia Murder
Interprète
Alan Cassidy
Alan Cassidy
Batterie
Brandon James Ellis
Brandon James Ellis
Voix principales
Brian Eschbach
Brian Eschbach
Guitare rythmique
Max Lavelle
Max Lavelle
Basse
Trevor Strnad
Trevor Strnad
Chant
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Black Dahlia Murder
The Black Dahlia Murder
Production
Brandon James Ellis
Brandon James Ellis
Ingénierie
Brian Slagel
Brian Slagel
Production
Jacob Hansen
Jacob Hansen
Ingénierie de mixage
Joe Cincotta
Joe Cincotta
Ingénierie
Nick Morris
Nick Morris
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ryan Williams
Ryan Williams
Ingénierie

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Enshrouded in ebony mystery
Blacker than the darkest pitch
A bond of blood to death and drek
Seeking to defile everything which bears his name
In hate we will destroy you all the same
Suckling each vein
We shall corrupt and dismantle
Waging a war without end
Under the head of the one fettered Christ
Doth sate our lust for revenge
[Verse 2]
We are the kings of the nightworld
Those looming unseen in the gloomy betweens
We are the bringers of darkness
Our blades cut the throats of the weak as they sleep
[Verse 3]
Haunted by our disposition
Disgusted by their foul belief
A brotherhood in violence
To microscopic dust we'll grind the bones of their deceit
Behold this rite of mutilation
Rack stretches limbs beyond reprieve
The rope it bores into their flesh
[Verse 4]
To test the meddle, subhuman his skeletal integrity
Just try our blackened hand and you will see
So painfully
We are seekers of vengeance
Turning plowshares to swords
Dreaming of days beneath the godless sun
Free of their crestfallen lord
[Verse 5]
We are the kings of the nightworld
Those looming unseen in the gloomy betweens
We are the bringers of darkness
Our blades cut the throats of the weak as they sleep
[Verse 6]
Unfurl a wrath upon this planet here
One truer than the straightest blade
Death to all and all to death
Until the bitter end comes we'll soldier to our destiny
When the moon is shown we'll live again vampirically
Like weeds we'll grow from cracks and crevices to creep
[Verse 7]
We are the kings of the nightworld
Those looming unseen in the gloomy betweens
We are the bringers of darkness
Our blades cut the throats of the weak as they sleep
Black are the hearts of our willful
To ribbons the flesh of who'd stand in our way
Black is the maelstrom of chaos
The pride of Sathana's is burning in me
It burns in me
Written by: Alan Cassidy, Brandon Christopher Ellis, Brian Garrett Eschbach, Maxwell James Lavelle, Trevor Strnad
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