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1912
7
Death Metal/Black Metal
1912은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2026년 1월 16일일에 Unique Leader Records에서 발매되었습니다.Slay Utterly
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발매일2026년 1월 16일
라벨Unique Leader Records
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
BPM117

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Carrion Vael
Carrion Vael
실연자
Travis Lawson - Purcell
Travis Lawson - Purcell
리드 보컬
Alex Arford
Alex Arford
베이스 기타
Trenton Limburg
Trenton Limburg
전자 기타
Ryan Kuder
Ryan Kuder
전자 기타
Matt Behner
Matt Behner
드럼
작곡 및 작사
Travis Lawson - Purcell
Travis Lawson - Purcell
작사가 겸 작곡가
Alex Arford
Alex Arford
편곡자
Trenton Limburg
Trenton Limburg
편곡자
Ryan Kuder
Ryan Kuder
작사가 겸 작곡가
Matt Behner
Matt Behner
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Jack Daniels
Jack Daniels
프로듀서
Elisha Mullins
Elisha Mullins
프로듀서
Jeff Dunne
Jeff Dunne
마스터링 엔지니어

가사

Sleep, Under the envious
Moon oh my love, til the end i will lust,
For the beauty in your.
Sleep, cold and alone thy love.
I'm taking your soul, the beauty the whole
And I'm ravaging your sleep
Ohh, why don't they just let me know
The end of all, the night upon
The shadows they must grow.
Split the wick, the pale light is cast.
So its room to room, as the evil looms
This feeding must be had, lie in wake.
I've taken all the light,
No reflection on the walls to spawn
The death of my own ghastly sight
Down upon their heads, watch the blood pour forth from
Every bed. Upon the floor they pool
They'd scream if they
Had the chance to tell their story,
Just another life, another strewn out for the crowds delight.
Tells another tale of a severed eye,
Another crushed skull and I've washed the night off.
I run these rails and I'm all,
The night it calls upon.
1912, eight to hell
The bells foretold oh the sigal of light,
But they death they hold shows the darkness of night
Oh the torture.
I swing the axe, it's the penance you pay.
World in decline, such a fallacy they say.
It's the way, these young ones must pay
Pay for the sins of our fathers wicked ways.
Clean this home, of all the shame
And never reconsume the death they bring.
Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill
What the fuck,
What you gonna do burn anyway,
Can't thing of a better way to say, just another lost hope
Hanging on the ropes, you'll never see another day anyway
No more, not a single thing you can say, but just slay.
I'll take it all of this pain, it can all go away.
Every bed. Upon the floor they pool
They'd scream if they
Had the chance to tell their story,
Just another life, another strewn out for the crowds delight.
Tells another tale of a severed eye,
Another crushed skull and I've washed the night off.
I run these rails and I'm all,
The night it calls upon.
1912, eight to hell
The bells foretold oh the sigal of light,
But they death they hold shows the darkness of night
Oh the torture.
I swing the axe, it's the penance you pay.
World in decline, such a fallacy they say.
It's the way, these young ones must pay
Pay for the sins of our fathers wicked ways.
Are they innocent? No more, they bleed until I slay no more.
Will the end be grim for them? I say let the axe say when.
The skulls give way, and they
Lay still in the jealous moon,
And the sun reveals the truth,
That the crowd consumes.
I swing the axe, it's the penance you pay.
World in decline, such a fallacy they say.
It's the way, these young ones must pay
Pay for the sins of our fathers wicked ways.
Written by: Alex Arford, Matt Behner, Ryan Kuder, Travis Lawson - Purcell, Trenton Limburg
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