歌曲 | Slaughter of the Soul |
歌手 | At the Gates |
专辑 | Purgatory Unleashed - Live At Wacken |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : At the Gates, Bjorler ... | |
Never again | |
On your forcefed illusions to choke | |
You feed off my pain | |
Feed off my life | |
There won't be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Always the same | |
My tired eyes have seen enough | |
Of all of your lies | |
My hate is blind | |
There won't be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Reap as we have sown | |
Do it! | |
Slaughter of the soul | |
Suicidal final art | |
Children - born of sin | |
Tear your soul apart | |
Never again | |
My tired eyes have seen enough | |
Of all of your lies | |
My hate is blind | |
There won't be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Reap as we have sown | |
Slaughter of the soul | |
Suicidal final art | |
Children - born of sin | |
Tear your soul apart | |
"Men must attempt to develop | |
in themselves and their children | |
liberation from the sense of self | |
...men must be free from | |
boundries, patterns and | |
consistences in order to be free | |
to think, feel and create in new ways" |
zuo ci : At the Gates, Bjorler ... | |
Never again | |
On your forcefed illusions to choke | |
You feed off my pain | |
Feed off my life | |
There won' t be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Always the same | |
My tired eyes have seen enough | |
Of all of your lies | |
My hate is blind | |
There won' t be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Reap as we have sown | |
Do it! | |
Slaughter of the soul | |
Suicidal final art | |
Children born of sin | |
Tear your soul apart | |
Never again | |
My tired eyes have seen enough | |
Of all of your lies | |
My hate is blind | |
There won' t be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Reap as we have sown | |
Slaughter of the soul | |
Suicidal final art | |
Children born of sin | |
Tear your soul apart | |
" Men must attempt to develop | |
in themselves and their children | |
liberation from the sense of self | |
... men must be free from | |
boundries, patterns and | |
consistences in order to be free | |
to think, feel and create in new ways" |
zuò cí : At the Gates, Bjorler ... | |
Never again | |
On your forcefed illusions to choke | |
You feed off my pain | |
Feed off my life | |
There won' t be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Always the same | |
My tired eyes have seen enough | |
Of all of your lies | |
My hate is blind | |
There won' t be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Reap as we have sown | |
Do it! | |
Slaughter of the soul | |
Suicidal final art | |
Children born of sin | |
Tear your soul apart | |
Never again | |
My tired eyes have seen enough | |
Of all of your lies | |
My hate is blind | |
There won' t be another dawn | |
We will reap as we have sown | |
Reap as we have sown | |
Slaughter of the soul | |
Suicidal final art | |
Children born of sin | |
Tear your soul apart | |
" Men must attempt to develop | |
in themselves and their children | |
liberation from the sense of self | |
... men must be free from | |
boundries, patterns and | |
consistences in order to be free | |
to think, feel and create in new ways" |