Lirik Lagu Through The Gloom Into The Fire - Abyssos
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
This is the eve of the new eraA dark cold night of autumn breezeThe last leaves fall to the frosty groundThe pale moon gazes through the thick massing cloudsThe witches are gathered, a hideous covenIn delirious tones, they are shoutingFoul mysterious words as they goThrough the gloom and into the fire
A loathsome shape of obscene horror,Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throneDenial of the god aboveThe stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemyFaster and faster whirls the witches' lewd danceDenial of the god aboveShriller and shriller they scream in tonguesAnd then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky
Twelve o'clock is the time of night,That the graves are gaping wideThey haste, to the orgies of the sabbat,With the infernal sacramentsThe rites of the pentagram, the dance of AcheronThe sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil
A loathsome shape of obscene horror,Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throneDenial of the god aboveThe stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemyFaster and faster whirls the witches' lewd danceDenial of the god aboveShriller and shriller they scream in tonguesAnd then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky
The circle is forever closed, within the secrets lieTogether they leave this dimension side by side
Twelve o'clock is the time of night, that the graves are gaping wideThey haste, to the orgies of the sabbat, with the infernal sacramentsThe rites of the pentagram, the dance of AcheronThe sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil
This is the eve of the new eraA dark cold night of autumn breezeThe last leaves fall to the frosty groundThe pale moon gazes through the thick massing cloudsThe witches are gathered, a hideous covenIn delirious tones, they are shoutingFoul mysterious words as they goThrough the gloom and into the fireTwelve o'clock is the time of night, that the grav
A loathsome shape of obscene horror,Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throneDenial of the god aboveThe stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemyFaster and faster whirls the witches' lewd danceDenial of the god aboveShriller and shriller they scream in tonguesAnd then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky
Twelve o'clock is the time of night,That the graves are gaping wideThey haste, to the orgies of the sabbat,With the infernal sacramentsThe rites of the pentagram, the dance of AcheronThe sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil
A loathsome shape of obscene horror,Squats huge and monstrous upon the ebon throneDenial of the god aboveThe stifling air reeks with filth and blasphemyFaster and faster whirls the witches' lewd danceDenial of the god aboveShriller and shriller they scream in tonguesAnd then a wan grey light flickers in the northern sky
The circle is forever closed, within the secrets lieTogether they leave this dimension side by side
Twelve o'clock is the time of night, that the graves are gaping wideThey haste, to the orgies of the sabbat, with the infernal sacramentsThe rites of the pentagram, the dance of AcheronThe sweet and beautiful fantasies of evil
This is the eve of the new eraA dark cold night of autumn breezeThe last leaves fall to the frosty groundThe pale moon gazes through the thick massing cloudsThe witches are gathered, a hideous covenIn delirious tones, they are shoutingFoul mysterious words as they goThrough the gloom and into the fireTwelve o'clock is the time of night, that the grav
