歌曲 | Seven19 |
歌手 | Lividity |
专辑 | Used, Abused and Left |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
From the flesh carved holes blood paints the ground | |
The last gasps of air the child takes screaming | |
Peace in the eyes of a mother bringing the knife down | |
The life she made, so easily she takes away | |
Tell me tell me | |
Show me show me | |
Teach me teach me | |
Just how | |
Easily... | |
The murdered speak little with eyes wipde open | |
Blood pooling in motionless flesh | |
Death comes easy for those who don't value living | |
The stench of those forgotten | |
Frozen in unimaginable form | |
Never frsh, decomposing | |
The souls wells exposed | |
Epitomite of gore and sickness, sickened mind of horror | |
The lust for death, their last breath, you want nothing more | |
Thoughts plagued with endless darkness, ghastly every one | |
The dead, the blood, the filth, your favors have been done | |
Tell me all you have seen | |
Horrors | |
Sickness | |
Gore | |
Epitomite | |
I have seen the horrors you speak of | |
I have seen the sickness it brings | |
I have seen the gore you lust for | |
For I am seven19 |
From the flesh carved holes blood paints the ground | |
The last gasps of air the child takes screaming | |
Peace in the eyes of a mother bringing the knife down | |
The life she made, so easily she takes away | |
Tell me tell me | |
Show me show me | |
Teach me teach me | |
Just how | |
Easily... | |
The murdered speak little with eyes wipde open | |
Blood pooling in motionless flesh | |
Death comes easy for those who don' t value living | |
The stench of those forgotten | |
Frozen in unimaginable form | |
Never frsh, decomposing | |
The souls wells exposed | |
Epitomite of gore and sickness, sickened mind of horror | |
The lust for death, their last breath, you want nothing more | |
Thoughts plagued with endless darkness, ghastly every one | |
The dead, the blood, the filth, your favors have been done | |
Tell me all you have seen | |
Horrors | |
Sickness | |
Gore | |
Epitomite | |
I have seen the horrors you speak of | |
I have seen the sickness it brings | |
I have seen the gore you lust for | |
For I am seven19 |
From the flesh carved holes blood paints the ground | |
The last gasps of air the child takes screaming | |
Peace in the eyes of a mother bringing the knife down | |
The life she made, so easily she takes away | |
Tell me tell me | |
Show me show me | |
Teach me teach me | |
Just how | |
Easily... | |
The murdered speak little with eyes wipde open | |
Blood pooling in motionless flesh | |
Death comes easy for those who don' t value living | |
The stench of those forgotten | |
Frozen in unimaginable form | |
Never frsh, decomposing | |
The souls wells exposed | |
Epitomite of gore and sickness, sickened mind of horror | |
The lust for death, their last breath, you want nothing more | |
Thoughts plagued with endless darkness, ghastly every one | |
The dead, the blood, the filth, your favors have been done | |
Tell me all you have seen | |
Horrors | |
Sickness | |
Gore | |
Epitomite | |
I have seen the horrors you speak of | |
I have seen the sickness it brings | |
I have seen the gore you lust for | |
For I am seven19 |