歌曲 | Babylon's Whores |
歌手 | Gorefest |
专辑 | Rise To Ruin |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DeKoeijer, Gorefest | |
With overwhelming power and overwhelming lies, | |
We've seen so many times before. | |
The final moral crusade of the chosen ones, | |
Against the infidels' uproar. | |
Whatever the name, whatever the shape. | |
Your era has come to an end. | |
All that you've feared, a thousand times more. | |
It's too late to make amends. | |
Nothing will be the same anymore. | |
Nothing will be the same. | |
You never expected this to happen. | |
This you could not foresee. | |
To be struck straight in your heart, | |
By this feeble enemy. | |
Nothing will be the same anymore. | |
Nothing will be the same. | |
We're the heretics, | |
Babylon's whores. | |
And we become the undefeated. | |
The boy that slays his lord. |
zuo ci : DeKoeijer, Gorefest | |
With overwhelming power and overwhelming lies, | |
We' ve seen so many times before. | |
The final moral crusade of the chosen ones, | |
Against the infidels' uproar. | |
Whatever the name, whatever the shape. | |
Your era has come to an end. | |
All that you' ve feared, a thousand times more. | |
It' s too late to make amends. | |
Nothing will be the same anymore. | |
Nothing will be the same. | |
You never expected this to happen. | |
This you could not foresee. | |
To be struck straight in your heart, | |
By this feeble enemy. | |
Nothing will be the same anymore. | |
Nothing will be the same. | |
We' re the heretics, | |
Babylon' s whores. | |
And we become the undefeated. | |
The boy that slays his lord. |
zuò cí : DeKoeijer, Gorefest | |
With overwhelming power and overwhelming lies, | |
We' ve seen so many times before. | |
The final moral crusade of the chosen ones, | |
Against the infidels' uproar. | |
Whatever the name, whatever the shape. | |
Your era has come to an end. | |
All that you' ve feared, a thousand times more. | |
It' s too late to make amends. | |
Nothing will be the same anymore. | |
Nothing will be the same. | |
You never expected this to happen. | |
This you could not foresee. | |
To be struck straight in your heart, | |
By this feeble enemy. | |
Nothing will be the same anymore. | |
Nothing will be the same. | |
We' re the heretics, | |
Babylon' s whores. | |
And we become the undefeated. | |
The boy that slays his lord. |