作词 : HITOBASHIRA（人柱乐队） 作曲 : HITOBASHIRA（人柱乐队） The morbid thoughts of the living Weighed down by the consequence But what if the gods were giving Free reign over all? For the chosen Justice blooms be you willing Waiting for your consent But how do gods feel while killing? Vindication falls For the chosen The power flowing through bloodied hands Intoxicating The hour of reckoning at hand Time is fading The will Be made Flesh torn With blades The weight of 10,000 corpses Only lightens you Once ill Now well Forlorn For hell The gate opens if you force it To a heightened view Am I ready to die knowing I've failed? Can I face the lie? I was never chosen Never chosen Am I ready to die knowing I've failed? Can I face the lie? I was never chosen Never chosen Still standing Legs buried Sky landing Arms carried Justice blooms be you willing Waiting for your consent But how do gods feel while killing? Vindication falls We haven't forgotten what you owe A debt greater than your feeble soul Time to return what you stole Time to return what you stole Time to return what you stole Time to return what you stole
作词 : HITOBASHIRA（人柱乐队） 作曲 : HITOBASHIRA（人柱乐队） The morbid thoughts of the living Weighed down by the consequence But what if the gods were giving Free reign over all? For the chosen Justice blooms be you willing Waiting for your consent But how do gods feel while killing? Vindication falls For the chosen The power flowing through bloodied hands Intoxicating The hour of reckoning at hand Time is fading The will Be made Flesh torn With blades The weight of 10,000 corpses Only lightens you Once ill Now well Forlorn For hell The gate opens if you force it To a heightened view Am I ready to die knowing I've failed? Can I face the lie? I was never chosen Never chosen Am I ready to die knowing I've failed? Can I face the lie? I was never chosen Never chosen Still standing Legs buried Sky landing Arms carried Justice blooms be you willing Waiting for your consent But how do gods feel while killing? Vindication falls We haven't forgotten what you owe A debt greater than your feeble soul Time to return what you stole Time to return what you stole Time to return what you stole Time to return what you stole
