歌曲 | To Heaven from Hell |
歌手 | Diamond Head |
专辑 | Borrowed Time |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Harris, Tatler | |
Lonely moor, sky is grey | |
Moon acroos the waves | |
See the steely shafts of light reflect across the bay | |
Towards the tower | |
The coach prepares | |
To shed its load of life | |
I'm prepared for what they see | |
For what they meet tonight | |
To Heaven form | |
Hell I've been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Sweet | |
I'm Sure To | |
Heaven form | |
Hell I've been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Lock my door | |
On we go, up to the castle | |
Death waits for our call left unkempt, but quietly praying | |
Remembers when to call | |
Alone for now | |
But soon not so | |
As we return to reclaim | |
The home of my generations lost but now remain | |
To Heaven form | |
Hell I've been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Sweet | |
I'm Sure To | |
Heaven form | |
Hell I've been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Lock my door | |
Oh Lord now help | |
Its entrance falling down | |
The madness of our fathers law | |
The pain of retribution | |
The house brought down to ground | |
Sins of my ancestors | |
The judgement day's at hand | |
Yeah The creeping voice of fire | |
Screams out for bloody war | |
Send out the grave |
zuo ci : Harris, Tatler | |
Lonely moor, sky is grey | |
Moon acroos the waves | |
See the steely shafts of light reflect across the bay | |
Towards the tower | |
The coach prepares | |
To shed its load of life | |
I' m prepared for what they see | |
For what they meet tonight | |
To Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Sweet | |
I' m Sure To | |
Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Lock my door | |
On we go, up to the castle | |
Death waits for our call left unkempt, but quietly praying | |
Remembers when to call | |
Alone for now | |
But soon not so | |
As we return to reclaim | |
The home of my generations lost but now remain | |
To Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Sweet | |
I' m Sure To | |
Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Lock my door | |
Oh Lord now help | |
Its entrance falling down | |
The madness of our fathers law | |
The pain of retribution | |
The house brought down to ground | |
Sins of my ancestors | |
The judgement day' s at hand | |
Yeah The creeping voice of fire | |
Screams out for bloody war | |
Send out the grave |
zuò cí : Harris, Tatler | |
Lonely moor, sky is grey | |
Moon acroos the waves | |
See the steely shafts of light reflect across the bay | |
Towards the tower | |
The coach prepares | |
To shed its load of life | |
I' m prepared for what they see | |
For what they meet tonight | |
To Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Sweet | |
I' m Sure To | |
Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Lock my door | |
On we go, up to the castle | |
Death waits for our call left unkempt, but quietly praying | |
Remembers when to call | |
Alone for now | |
But soon not so | |
As we return to reclaim | |
The home of my generations lost but now remain | |
To Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Sweet | |
I' m Sure To | |
Heaven form | |
Hell I' ve been there before | |
To Heaven from | |
Hell Lock my door | |
Oh Lord now help | |
Its entrance falling down | |
The madness of our fathers law | |
The pain of retribution | |
The house brought down to ground | |
Sins of my ancestors | |
The judgement day' s at hand | |
Yeah The creeping voice of fire | |
Screams out for bloody war | |
Send out the grave |