歌曲 | Tearing Away |
歌手 | Sadist |
专辑 | Sadist |
作曲 : Sadist, Talamanca, Trevor | |
You cut the bloody rope, as for the small one | |
That's coming to the light...unaware | |
The lowered head greets | |
The feet tightened by | |
Chains of iron, passing slow | |
The whole weight of a life | |
Listen around to nothing | |
Black spiders on a trap | |
Thoughts are gone, while tears rest on its face | |
Listen around to nothing | |
It howls no peace but pain, indisposition | |
Man's shade from the black hood, tears still rain | |
Tightened the chain | |
To a wrist, where | |
Greeting the last footstep, of a life never lived | |
The darkest sight...tearing away | |
Too low...so slow | |
Outline is down by now...as an old toy | |
You won't tell anymore...lead soldier | |
The lowered head greets, the feet tightened by | |
Chains of iron, passing slow | |
The whole weight of a life | |
The darkest sight...tearing away | |
Too low...so slow |
zuò qǔ : Sadist, Talamanca, Trevor | |
You cut the bloody rope, as for the small one | |
That' s coming to the light... unaware | |
The lowered head greets | |
The feet tightened by | |
Chains of iron, passing slow | |
The whole weight of a life | |
Listen around to nothing | |
Black spiders on a trap | |
Thoughts are gone, while tears rest on its face | |
Listen around to nothing | |
It howls no peace but pain, indisposition | |
Man' s shade from the black hood, tears still rain | |
Tightened the chain | |
To a wrist, where | |
Greeting the last footstep, of a life never lived | |
The darkest sight... tearing away | |
Too low... so slow | |
Outline is down by now... as an old toy | |
You won' t tell anymore... lead soldier | |
The lowered head greets, the feet tightened by | |
Chains of iron, passing slow | |
The whole weight of a life | |
The darkest sight... tearing away | |
Too low... so slow |