Interpret:

At the Gates

Album:

Terminal Spirit Disease

God
 Creator
 Deciever, you are the sinner.
 I cast you down from your throne of lies
 And accuse you of a thousand sins
 Perished in the flames of what you call Hell
 I proclaim your kingdom as lost forever


 A thousand Colours invade
 All different, all dark 
 A black sun is now rising
 Reality unfolds


 Kingdom Gone


 Absolute Spirit, we revolt against thee
 We are the serpent gods, Wall spawned from you 
 I am the new messiah, and I will babtise you in sin
 We wanted a place in your creation but you wouldn't let us
 in


 With one caress I draw the life from your flesh 
 With one stroke I render your bones to dust
 Kingdom Gone


 In the light of the black sun
 The seas of starvation start to boil
 A new dimension is born,
 We die, we learn and are born again


 Inverted we've lived our lives
 From our death to our birth
 Now the liers are awakening
 We are the children of God's curse


 With our caressyou greet the slaves of your creation
 With one stroke you punish us for your sins
 Kingdom Gone


 The black gate is closed


 Inverted we've lived our lives 
 From our death to our birth
 Now the liers are awakening
 We are the children of God's curse


 I proclaim your kingdom as lost forever


 A thousands different colors invade
 All different, All dark
 A black sun is now rising
 Reality unfolds


 Kingdom Gone