The Fall 歌词

Run onward, toward another one Stripped bare, burned, cut in half Consume me, devoured at last The fury is mine, bury all that I know And the glory is mine, and it's mine alone Priestess attest atone confess repent You reaper of souls descend You keeper of dogs condemned Oh you hunter of men The fury, the glory, not after all Perish in exile The fall Plaguing hunger, but what of the thirst Wild visage laughing for the dirge Lustful spirit, draining spell Tell me deceiver, there's nothing to tell