歌曲 | The Tremor |
歌手 | Nightrage |
专辑 | Sweet Vengeance |
作曲 : Hiopoulos | |
Nothing hurts like the truth, a piece of perfidy, a deceitful behaviour, | |
women's lures, deserted like an empty corpse, an uneasy conscience. | |
Stigmatised in hell, he's puffed up with conceit, | |
there will come a day of retribution, they're just lost dreams, | |
cursed to crawl between hypocrites and vain promises, | |
my heart bleeds. | |
(CHORUS:) | |
The tremor of leaves in the breeze. | |
You can't weigh up, where does this road lead, | |
at whose door should the blame lie? | |
The lie lay heavy on his conscience. | |
(CHORUS) |
zuò qǔ : Hiopoulos | |
Nothing hurts like the truth, a piece of perfidy, a deceitful behaviour, | |
women' s lures, deserted like an empty corpse, an uneasy conscience. | |
Stigmatised in hell, he' s puffed up with conceit, | |
there will come a day of retribution, they' re just lost dreams, | |
cursed to crawl between hypocrites and vain promises, | |
my heart bleeds. | |
CHORUS: | |
The tremor of leaves in the breeze. | |
You can' t weigh up, where does this road lead, | |
at whose door should the blame lie? | |
The lie lay heavy on his conscience. | |
CHORUS |