歌曲 | Last Zip Of Spit |
歌手 | God Dethroned |
专辑 | The Lair Of The White Worm |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sattler | |
Dictatorship is what you aim for | |
But what you need is a kick in the teeth | |
What makes you think God protects you | |
Soon you'll learn that's not the case | |
I'll take your blood to feed my hate | |
'Cause it's you I despise | |
What I'll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Chopped off your head, chopped off your limbs | |
Chopped off everything | |
Cut out your heart, cut out your eyes | |
I ripped you all apart | |
I'll take your blood to feed my hate | |
'Cause it's you I despise | |
What I'll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
I pull out the knife plunged into your chest | |
The blood is spraying in my face | |
So I can't even see you die | |
I guess your veins will be drained | |
I'll take your blood to feed my hate | |
'Cause it's you I despise | |
What I'll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
Die! | |
Lead: Sattler | |
Lead: Delahaye | |
Broken bones stick out of your flesh | |
It was me out of control | |
Then the final convulsion comes | |
It brings you peace eternally | |
I'll take your blood to feed my hate | |
'Cause it's you I despise | |
What I'll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
Now die! | |
Die! |
zuo ci : Sattler | |
Dictatorship is what you aim for | |
But what you need is a kick in the teeth | |
What makes you think God protects you | |
Soon you' ll learn that' s not the case | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Chopped off your head, chopped off your limbs | |
Chopped off everything | |
Cut out your heart, cut out your eyes | |
I ripped you all apart | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
I pull out the knife plunged into your chest | |
The blood is spraying in my face | |
So I can' t even see you die | |
I guess your veins will be drained | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
Die! | |
Lead: Sattler | |
Lead: Delahaye | |
Broken bones stick out of your flesh | |
It was me out of control | |
Then the final convulsion comes | |
It brings you peace eternally | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
Now die! | |
Die! |
zuò cí : Sattler | |
Dictatorship is what you aim for | |
But what you need is a kick in the teeth | |
What makes you think God protects you | |
Soon you' ll learn that' s not the case | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Chopped off your head, chopped off your limbs | |
Chopped off everything | |
Cut out your heart, cut out your eyes | |
I ripped you all apart | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
I pull out the knife plunged into your chest | |
The blood is spraying in my face | |
So I can' t even see you die | |
I guess your veins will be drained | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
Die! | |
Lead: Sattler | |
Lead: Delahaye | |
Broken bones stick out of your flesh | |
It was me out of control | |
Then the final convulsion comes | |
It brings you peace eternally | |
I' ll take your blood to feed my hate | |
' Cause it' s you I despise | |
What I' ll do is save for you | |
The last zip of spit | |
Stab your knife into my back | |
And twist the blade around | |
You could kill me easily | |
But not if I would kill you first | |
Now die! | |
Die! |