歌曲 | An Amen |
歌手 | Anorexia Nervosa |
专辑 | Redemption process |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Anorexia Nervosa ... | |
This is the creation of your world | |
Pain of endless days with you | |
Torture of never-ending nights, without | |
God All my idols are dead | |
No one risks living anymore | |
Come, come crashing in | |
Into my fake glory | |
Sick as your gods in the desert of skies | |
No, no one knows | |
No, no one cares | |
Hellish boredom | |
Nobody dares | |
Dead All my heroes are dead | |
Never wanted this to happen | |
Never wanted to live in there | |
Just between the ant-hill and the opium-den | |
There's nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
Destin rongé pa le remords | |
Un sacerdoce gravé dans mon corps | |
Can't stop looking back | |
All my dreams are drowned | |
Days always pitch-black | |
Your Christ is crowned | |
Void's little helper addicted to wounds | |
Ran helter-skelter and hit the ground | |
And I wanted you hot | |
I wanted you so cold | |
But because you're half-hearted | |
I'll spit you out my tired mouth | |
Our existence is doomed | |
There's nothing for us out there | |
Speed up the fall | |
Say Amen Our existence is doomed | |
There's nothing for us out there | |
Speed up the fall | |
Say Amen Dies irae, dies illa | |
Solvet saeclum in favilla | |
Dies irae, dies illa | |
Solvet saeclum in favilla | |
Errance rituelle, prison de l'âme | |
Les heures perçent mon coeur, autant de larmes | |
Just a drop of social disillusion | |
And the army retreats in confusion | |
Forgive me for | |
I don't wanna face the facts | |
I'm selfish and fearful and counterattacked | |
And I wanted you hot | |
I wanted you so cold | |
But because you're half-hearted | |
I'll spit you out my tired mouth | |
This is the creation of your world | |
Pain of endless days with you | |
Torture of never-ending nights, without | |
God Dead All my heroes are dead | |
Never wanted this to happen | |
Never wanted to live in there | |
Just between the ant-hill and the opium-den | |
There's nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There's nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There's nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There's nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs |
zuo qu : Anorexia Nervosa ... | |
This is the creation of your world | |
Pain of endless days with you | |
Torture of neverending nights, without | |
God All my idols are dead | |
No one risks living anymore | |
Come, come crashing in | |
Into my fake glory | |
Sick as your gods in the desert of skies | |
No, no one knows | |
No, no one cares | |
Hellish boredom | |
Nobody dares | |
Dead All my heroes are dead | |
Never wanted this to happen | |
Never wanted to live in there | |
Just between the anthill and the opiumden | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
Destin ronge pa le remords | |
Un sacerdoce grave dans mon corps | |
Can' t stop looking back | |
All my dreams are drowned | |
Days always pitchblack | |
Your Christ is crowned | |
Void' s little helper addicted to wounds | |
Ran helterskelter and hit the ground | |
And I wanted you hot | |
I wanted you so cold | |
But because you' re halfhearted | |
I' ll spit you out my tired mouth | |
Our existence is doomed | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Speed up the fall | |
Say Amen Our existence is doomed | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Speed up the fall | |
Say Amen Dies irae, dies illa | |
Solvet saeclum in favilla | |
Dies irae, dies illa | |
Solvet saeclum in favilla | |
Errance rituelle, prison de l' me | |
Les heures per ent mon coeur, autant de larmes | |
Just a drop of social disillusion | |
And the army retreats in confusion | |
Forgive me for | |
I don' t wanna face the facts | |
I' m selfish and fearful and counterattacked | |
And I wanted you hot | |
I wanted you so cold | |
But because you' re halfhearted | |
I' ll spit you out my tired mouth | |
This is the creation of your world | |
Pain of endless days with you | |
Torture of neverending nights, without | |
God Dead All my heroes are dead | |
Never wanted this to happen | |
Never wanted to live in there | |
Just between the anthill and the opiumden | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs |
zuò qǔ : Anorexia Nervosa ... | |
This is the creation of your world | |
Pain of endless days with you | |
Torture of neverending nights, without | |
God All my idols are dead | |
No one risks living anymore | |
Come, come crashing in | |
Into my fake glory | |
Sick as your gods in the desert of skies | |
No, no one knows | |
No, no one cares | |
Hellish boredom | |
Nobody dares | |
Dead All my heroes are dead | |
Never wanted this to happen | |
Never wanted to live in there | |
Just between the anthill and the opiumden | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
Destin rongé pa le remords | |
Un sacerdoce gravé dans mon corps | |
Can' t stop looking back | |
All my dreams are drowned | |
Days always pitchblack | |
Your Christ is crowned | |
Void' s little helper addicted to wounds | |
Ran helterskelter and hit the ground | |
And I wanted you hot | |
I wanted you so cold | |
But because you' re halfhearted | |
I' ll spit you out my tired mouth | |
Our existence is doomed | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Speed up the fall | |
Say Amen Our existence is doomed | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Speed up the fall | |
Say Amen Dies irae, dies illa | |
Solvet saeclum in favilla | |
Dies irae, dies illa | |
Solvet saeclum in favilla | |
Errance rituelle, prison de l' me | |
Les heures per ent mon coeur, autant de larmes | |
Just a drop of social disillusion | |
And the army retreats in confusion | |
Forgive me for | |
I don' t wanna face the facts | |
I' m selfish and fearful and counterattacked | |
And I wanted you hot | |
I wanted you so cold | |
But because you' re halfhearted | |
I' ll spit you out my tired mouth | |
This is the creation of your world | |
Pain of endless days with you | |
Torture of neverending nights, without | |
God Dead All my heroes are dead | |
Never wanted this to happen | |
Never wanted to live in there | |
Just between the anthill and the opiumden | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs | |
There' s nothing for us out there | |
Innocence is lost | |
Speed up the fall and say | |
Amen There is death for the dogs |