Memory Burn 歌词
| 歌曲 | Memory Burn |
| 歌手 | Paths of Possession |
| 专辑 | The End Of The Hour |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Butman ... | |
| Bludgeoned, bleeding, burning, screaming...barely alive. | |
| Cattle feeding, hardly eating, waste of life. | |
| Forest sweeping, slowly creeping, look in their eyes. | |
| Bullets meeting flesh with teeth to rip out their insides. | |
| Rage is a shadow behind me | |
| Sorrow is what I will unleash. | |
| It's time...the fabric is coming apart. | |
| Smoking village, torn and pillaged, run for their lives. | |
| Killing women, shooting children ...must stay alive. | |
| I find one dead, gunshot in head...I look in his eyes. | |
| With chewed off lips he smiles at me. I'm coming apart | |
| Burns remind me I am here | |
| I can't count the dead, I can't count the years. | |
| Into the ditches as darkness falls. | |
| I can smell them crawling through the pits of hell. | |
| Like the sun, the explosions sear the sky. | |
| Burning brightly, its shrapnel tastes my flesh. | |
| I'm ripped apart, I have been ripped. |
| zuo qu : Butman ... | |
| Bludgeoned, bleeding, burning, screaming... barely alive. | |
| Cattle feeding, hardly eating, waste of life. | |
| Forest sweeping, slowly creeping, look in their eyes. | |
| Bullets meeting flesh with teeth to rip out their insides. | |
| Rage is a shadow behind me | |
| Sorrow is what I will unleash. | |
| It' s time... the fabric is coming apart. | |
| Smoking village, torn and pillaged, run for their lives. | |
| Killing women, shooting children ... must stay alive. | |
| I find one dead, gunshot in head... I look in his eyes. | |
| With chewed off lips he smiles at me. I' m coming apart | |
| Burns remind me I am here | |
| I can' t count the dead, I can' t count the years. | |
| Into the ditches as darkness falls. | |
| I can smell them crawling through the pits of hell. | |
| Like the sun, the explosions sear the sky. | |
| Burning brightly, its shrapnel tastes my flesh. | |
| I' m ripped apart, I have been ripped. |
| zuò qǔ : Butman ... | |
| Bludgeoned, bleeding, burning, screaming... barely alive. | |
| Cattle feeding, hardly eating, waste of life. | |
| Forest sweeping, slowly creeping, look in their eyes. | |
| Bullets meeting flesh with teeth to rip out their insides. | |
| Rage is a shadow behind me | |
| Sorrow is what I will unleash. | |
| It' s time... the fabric is coming apart. | |
| Smoking village, torn and pillaged, run for their lives. | |
| Killing women, shooting children ... must stay alive. | |
| I find one dead, gunshot in head... I look in his eyes. | |
| With chewed off lips he smiles at me. I' m coming apart | |
| Burns remind me I am here | |
| I can' t count the dead, I can' t count the years. | |
| Into the ditches as darkness falls. | |
| I can smell them crawling through the pits of hell. | |
| Like the sun, the explosions sear the sky. | |
| Burning brightly, its shrapnel tastes my flesh. | |
| I' m ripped apart, I have been ripped. |
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