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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Vulvodynia
Vulvodynia
Исполнитель
Duncan Bentley
Duncan Bentley
Ведущий вокал
Kris Xenopoulos
Kris Xenopoulos
Электрогитара
Chris van der Walt
Chris van der Walt
Бас-гитара
Luke Haarhoff
Luke Haarhoff
Электрогитара
Thomas Hughes
Thomas Hughes
Барабаны
Lwandile Prusent
Lwandile Prusent
Электрогитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Duncan Bentley
Duncan Bentley
Автор песен
Kris Xenopoulos
Kris Xenopoulos
Автор песен
Chris van der Walt
Chris van der Walt
Автор песен
Luke Haarhoff
Luke Haarhoff
Автор песен
Thomas Hughes
Thomas Hughes
Автор песен
Lwandile Prusent
Lwandile Prusent
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Duncan Bentley
Duncan Bentley
Ассоциированный продюсер
Kris Xenopoulos
Kris Xenopoulos
Ассоциированный продюсер
Chris van der Walt
Chris van der Walt
Ассоциированный продюсер
Luke Haarhoff
Luke Haarhoff
Ассоциированный продюсер
Thomas Hughes
Thomas Hughes
Ассоциированный продюсер
Lwandile Prusent
Lwandile Prusent
Ассоциированный продюсер
Christian Donaldson
Christian Donaldson
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

Deep inside his fat belly lies all the gold that we seek Gather up all the fleets, embark upon this journey As Praenuntius makes his way to the final dimension Annunaki embark upon their perilous journey To retrieve all the gold from the planets in his belly The key to his destruction lies in those devoured Queen Ereshkigal declares war upon the harbinger Praenuntius extremly close to omnipresence Annunaki kings delve into singularity Time is running out, dark lord brings calamity Ungodly figures present themselves to all The seven judges reveal what's in the core Annunaki kingdom revoke the deals of old Universal slavery, forced to mine all gold Deep inside the planet's core The labour camps slave away Digging up all treasure Extract it all before he knows United against the dark lord The golden weapon needs to be forged Ungodly figures shout orders down at all The seven judges destined to forge the sword Annunaki army deployed to lead this war Hail the unique leader His spawn shall rest in gore No time to rest Make haste Work to the death Final war draws ever nearer If we fail we doom reality Stockpile, leave this planet We're all dead if he finds out Pack the ships, we can't risk it He grows weary every second Speed up pace As Praenuntius makes his way to the final dimension Annunaki mine every ounce of gold in his bowels In order to forge the master sword of legend The key to his destruction lies in those devoured Queen Ereshkigal declares war upon the harbinger Praenuntius closer to omnipotence Annunaki kings lead hordes into damnation As to achieve wellbeing for reality Barren and empty Abandoned by the gods again We should have known There is no hope for us And now they're gone And we're left on our own Is this the end? End of our existence Ungodly figures They have betrayed us all Annunaki army have stolen all the gold The seven judges begin to forge the sword Failed by the unique leader Now forced to die in war Deep inside the planet's core The human slaves have had enough Used as nothing but a pawn These evil beings have used us all United against the dark lord The golden weapon needs to be forged
Writer(s): Chris Van Der Walt, Duncan Bentley, Kris Xenopoulos, Luke Haarhoff, Lwandile Prusent, Thomas Hughes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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