歌曲 | Bonegrinder 1916 |
歌手 | Cryptic Wintermoon |
专辑 | Of Shadows |
The smell of poison gas fills the air | |
No need to search for death he will find you there | |
Soil drained with blood cities pulverized | |
Dead bodies twisted humans carbonized | |
Bonegrinder grinding bones eating them alive | |
Spitting them out dead no one will survive | |
War is the only answer | |
My gun spreads bullets like cancer | |
Bombs like rain day and night moving out suicide | |
Death angels from the sky descent from hell thousands die | |
Machinegun fire detonations rifle rounds devastation | |
Grinding bones artillery shell draining blood here is hell | |
Fire, roaring thunder will be my coming signs | |
Planting death and havoc among the defense lines | |
Thousand bodies lay ripped and torn | |
The sound of cannon fire roars like thunderstorm | |
Soil drained with blood cities pulverized | |
Dead bodies twisted humans carbonized | |
Bonegrinder grinding bones eating them alive | |
Spitting them out dead no one will survive | |
War is the only answer | |
My gun spreads bullets like cancer |
The smell of poison gas fills the air | |
No need to search for death he will find you there | |
Soil drained with blood cities pulverized | |
Dead bodies twisted humans carbonized | |
Bonegrinder grinding bones eating them alive | |
Spitting them out dead no one will survive | |
War is the only answer | |
My gun spreads bullets like cancer | |
Bombs like rain day and night moving out suicide | |
Death angels from the sky descent from hell thousands die | |
Machinegun fire detonations rifle rounds devastation | |
Grinding bones artillery shell draining blood here is hell | |
Fire, roaring thunder will be my coming signs | |
Planting death and havoc among the defense lines | |
Thousand bodies lay ripped and torn | |
The sound of cannon fire roars like thunderstorm | |
Soil drained with blood cities pulverized | |
Dead bodies twisted humans carbonized | |
Bonegrinder grinding bones eating them alive | |
Spitting them out dead no one will survive | |
War is the only answer | |
My gun spreads bullets like cancer |