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  • 作词 : Spill Your Guts
    作曲 : Spill Your Guts
    For many moons
    I watched them bow
    I watched them pray
    I watched them vow
    I hid in crowds
    I hid my face
    And waited for
    The furies case

    I saw their idols
    Falling down
    I saw their altars
    Burst in flames
    I saw them slaughter
    Their own kind
    Rewriting stories
    From the past

    When headsman’s blade
    Crushed faithful necks
    I watched them question
    Their own faith
    How strong it was
    Compared to wrath
    How far they’d walk
    On blind path

    My flag was black
    It waved with pride
    Declining what
    They thought was right
    Providing shelter
    To renegades
    Oathbreakers
    Apostates

    I saw their idols
    Falling down
    I saw the altars
    In burning towns
    It’s here they slaughtered
    Their own kind
    Ignoring facts
    To fictions find

    Black flag waving pride
    Grossed gut sacred lies
    Giving shelter to renegades
    Oathbreakers, apostates

    We grew in numbers
    As we gathered strength
    We stood aside
    Watching as they sank
    Fanatics rose
    Fanatics fell
    I witnessed wars
    I witnessed hell
  • 作词 : Spill Your Guts
    作曲 : Spill Your Guts
    For many moons
    I watched them bow
    I watched them pray
    I watched them vow
    I hid in crowds
    I hid my face
    And waited for
    The furies case

    I saw their idols
    Falling down
    I saw their altars
    Burst in flames
    I saw them slaughter
    Their own kind
    Rewriting stories
    From the past

    When headsman’s blade
    Crushed faithful necks
    I watched them question
    Their own faith
    How strong it was
    Compared to wrath
    How far they’d walk
    On blind path

    My flag was black
    It waved with pride
    Declining what
    They thought was right
    Providing shelter
    To renegades
    Oathbreakers
    Apostates

    I saw their idols
    Falling down
    I saw the altars
    In burning towns
    It’s here they slaughtered
    Their own kind
    Ignoring facts
    To fictions find

    Black flag waving pride
    Grossed gut sacred lies
    Giving shelter to renegades
    Oathbreakers, apostates

    We grew in numbers
    As we gathered strength
    We stood aside
    Watching as they sank
    Fanatics rose
    Fanatics fell
    I witnessed wars
    I witnessed hell