歌曲 | Horrible Pain (Within My Heart) |
歌手 | My Ruin |
专辑 | Speak & Destroy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : B., Makaiwi | |
I invoke Him, and | |
He comes to me, in my dreams | |
Dressed in black | |
He speaks in a language only | |
I can understand | |
His hands are warm, | |
His breath is hot | |
He is the horrible pain, within my heart | |
My religion, | |
My sanctuary, | |
My church, | |
My sacrafice, | |
My Confession | |
My exorcism, | |
My worship, in progress | |
I have no other lover... now, untill forever | |
He is magic, and when | |
He kisses me, | |
I can taste | |
Him on my lips | |
Like an elixir | |
Far from innocent | |
He is pure evil | |
A sinners prayer, a saints desire | |
For Him, I would walk through fire | |
For Him... | |
I have walked through fire | |
To draw Him, | |
I want so bad | |
One gift, | |
I'll never have | |
He drives a stake into my soul | |
Makes me bleed, makes me whole | |
Drinks me, devours me, intoxicates me | |
With His love, | |
Hate, Devotion, | |
Faith As beautiful as | |
Jesus Christ | |
He is as brutal, as the depths of | |
Hell In my dreams, | |
I press my mouth against | |
His And I feel | |
Heaven... | |
Horror... | |
Terror He looks at me with that look | |
I call it | |
His serial killer look | |
Like He wants to fuck me, and kill me all at the same time | |
It scares me | |
It turns me on | |
His eyes are brown | |
His stare is intense... | |
Meaningful, | |
Powerful Maybe that's why | |
He's so fuckin' scary | |
Because He means it | |
Sometimes | |
He tells me | |
He loves me, as | |
He looks at me | |
With that look | |
Sometimes | |
He doesn't have to | |
I've never felt a man look at me like this | |
It's almost creepy.... | |
Uncomfortable.... | |
Sexy I guess | |
I know He could never really chop off my hands ........ | |
Or could He? |
zuo qu : B., Makaiwi | |
I invoke Him, and | |
He comes to me, in my dreams | |
Dressed in black | |
He speaks in a language only | |
I can understand | |
His hands are warm, | |
His breath is hot | |
He is the horrible pain, within my heart | |
My religion, | |
My sanctuary, | |
My church, | |
My sacrafice, | |
My Confession | |
My exorcism, | |
My worship, in progress | |
I have no other lover... now, untill forever | |
He is magic, and when | |
He kisses me, | |
I can taste | |
Him on my lips | |
Like an elixir | |
Far from innocent | |
He is pure evil | |
A sinners prayer, a saints desire | |
For Him, I would walk through fire | |
For Him... | |
I have walked through fire | |
To draw Him, | |
I want so bad | |
One gift, | |
I' ll never have | |
He drives a stake into my soul | |
Makes me bleed, makes me whole | |
Drinks me, devours me, intoxicates me | |
With His love, | |
Hate, Devotion, | |
Faith As beautiful as | |
Jesus Christ | |
He is as brutal, as the depths of | |
Hell In my dreams, | |
I press my mouth against | |
His And I feel | |
Heaven... | |
Horror... | |
Terror He looks at me with that look | |
I call it | |
His serial killer look | |
Like He wants to fuck me, and kill me all at the same time | |
It scares me | |
It turns me on | |
His eyes are brown | |
His stare is intense... | |
Meaningful, | |
Powerful Maybe that' s why | |
He' s so fuckin' scary | |
Because He means it | |
Sometimes | |
He tells me | |
He loves me, as | |
He looks at me | |
With that look | |
Sometimes | |
He doesn' t have to | |
I' ve never felt a man look at me like this | |
It' s almost creepy.... | |
Uncomfortable.... | |
Sexy I guess | |
I know He could never really chop off my hands ........ | |
Or could He? |
zuò qǔ : B., Makaiwi | |
I invoke Him, and | |
He comes to me, in my dreams | |
Dressed in black | |
He speaks in a language only | |
I can understand | |
His hands are warm, | |
His breath is hot | |
He is the horrible pain, within my heart | |
My religion, | |
My sanctuary, | |
My church, | |
My sacrafice, | |
My Confession | |
My exorcism, | |
My worship, in progress | |
I have no other lover... now, untill forever | |
He is magic, and when | |
He kisses me, | |
I can taste | |
Him on my lips | |
Like an elixir | |
Far from innocent | |
He is pure evil | |
A sinners prayer, a saints desire | |
For Him, I would walk through fire | |
For Him... | |
I have walked through fire | |
To draw Him, | |
I want so bad | |
One gift, | |
I' ll never have | |
He drives a stake into my soul | |
Makes me bleed, makes me whole | |
Drinks me, devours me, intoxicates me | |
With His love, | |
Hate, Devotion, | |
Faith As beautiful as | |
Jesus Christ | |
He is as brutal, as the depths of | |
Hell In my dreams, | |
I press my mouth against | |
His And I feel | |
Heaven... | |
Horror... | |
Terror He looks at me with that look | |
I call it | |
His serial killer look | |
Like He wants to fuck me, and kill me all at the same time | |
It scares me | |
It turns me on | |
His eyes are brown | |
His stare is intense... | |
Meaningful, | |
Powerful Maybe that' s why | |
He' s so fuckin' scary | |
Because He means it | |
Sometimes | |
He tells me | |
He loves me, as | |
He looks at me | |
With that look | |
Sometimes | |
He doesn' t have to | |
I' ve never felt a man look at me like this | |
It' s almost creepy.... | |
Uncomfortable.... | |
Sexy I guess | |
I know He could never really chop off my hands ........ | |
Or could He? |