Climax 歌词

All along the World The Death carts rumble Hollow and harsh All devouring insatiable Like monsters crush humanity Fused in one Imagine since imagination Could record itself Grow to maturity Horrified certainly Under the guillotine Into the same tortured forms It will - itself The Seven never reserve They never reserve Sow the same seed of rapacious license And oppression over again And will surely yeld the same fruit According to its kind Changeless and hopless The turmoil rolls along Deceivers and sourcerers Conjuration - downfall The Climax is on fire Turmoil rolls along the streets Change this back again To what they were Carriages of absolute monarchs The equipages of feudal nobles Are scum for themselves The real negative ones Approached their end The ploughs go on and on No more so tight suspended The eyes survey the faces Exponded of a day to come