Between Birds of Prey - Blood Axis.mp3

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Michael J. Moynihan/Robert Ferbrache
[00:11.28] Between Birds of Prey
[00:35.82] Who would here descend?
[00:38.73] How soon is he swallowed up by the depths?
[00:45.51] Thou, Zarathoestra, still lovesth the abysses
[00:49.05] Lovesth them as dosth the fur tree
[00:59.10] The fur flings its roots
[01:01.92] And the rock itself gazes
[01:05.94] Shuddering at the depths
[01:10.50] The fur pauses before the abysses where all around
[01:16.53] Would feign descent amid the impatience of wild, rolling, leaping torrents
[01:29.88] It waits so patient, stern, and silent
[01:42.69] Lonely...
[01:43.08] Lonely, who would venture here?
[01:46.32] To be guest, to be thy guest
[01:51.51] A bird of prey, per chance
[01:54.69] Joyous at other's misfortune
[01:58.29] Will cling persistent to the heir of the steadfast watcher
[02:04.68] With frenzied laughter, a vulture's laughter
[02:09.81] Wherefor so steadfast?
[02:19.11] Mocks he so cruel
[02:22.62] He must have wings who loves the abyss
[02:27.36] He must not stay on the cliff
[02:30.75] As thou, who hangesth there
[02:37.23] Oh Zarathustra
[02:39.39] Cruelest nimrod!
[02:40.65] Of late still a hunter of God
[02:46.77] A spider's web, to capture virtue
[02:53.04] An arrow of evil
[02:56.19] Now hunted by thyself
[02:59.73] Thine own prey
[03:04.23] Caught in the grip of thine own soul
[03:15.12] Now lonely to me and thee
[03:18.57] Twofold in thine own knowledge
[03:21.96] 'Mid a hundred mirrors
[03:24.36] False to thyself
[03:25.98] 'Mid a hundred memories
[03:31.05] Uncertain and weary from every wound
[03:36.48] shivering at every frost
[03:41.10] Throttled in thine own noose
[03:45.33] Self-knower
[03:47.40] Self-hangman
[03:54.51] Why didsth bind thyself
[03:56.85] with the noose of thy wisdom?
[04:00.48] Why luresth thyself
[04:02.70] To the old serpent's paradise?
[04:06.51] Why stowesth into thyself
[04:09.78] Thyself?
[04:18.03] A sick man now
[04:20.31] Sick of serpent's poison
[04:23.82] A captive now
[04:26.13] Who has drawn the hardest lot
[04:27.84] In thine own shaft
[04:33.87] Now doesth thou workesth
[04:35.34] In thine own cavern?
[04:39.51] Digging in thyself
[04:42.57] Helpless quite
[04:45.99] stiff, a cold corpse
[04:49.56] Overwhelmed with a hundred burdens
[04:53.04] Overburdened by thyself
[04:56.73] A knower, a self-knower
[05:08.04] The wise Zarathoestra
[05:08.55] Thou soughtesth the heaviest burden
[05:11.76] So foundesth thou thyself
[05:15.63] And cansth not shake thyself off
[05:26.58] Watching
[05:26.73] Crouching
[05:29.64] One that stands up right no more
[05:33.45] Thou with grow deformed
[05:35.31] Even in thy grave
[05:36.81] Deformed spirit
[05:40.98] And of late, still so proud
[05:44.01] On all the stilts of thy pride
[05:46.17] Of late, still the godless hermit,
[05:52.47] The hermit with one comrade, the devil
[05:58.32] The scarlet prince of every devilmen's
[06:01.38] Now between two nothings
[06:15.12] Huddled up a question mark
[06:20.22] A weary riddle
[06:24.03] A riddle for vultures
[06:27.99] They will solve thee
[06:31.41] they hunger already for thy solution
[06:36.48] They flutter already about their riddle
[06:42.45] About thee
[06:44.25] The doomed one
[06:47.70] Oh Zarathoestra
[06:48.60] Self-knower
[06:51.09] Self-hangman