歌曲 | Death Roll |
歌手 | Infernal Majesty |
专辑 | Unholier Than Thou |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bailey, Hallman | |
Open your eyes to the under | |
God Arouse, in flame, temper | |
Seize this moment it's his appetite | |
Not to be, undermined, insane rage>/ | |
P> Cyclones though, like a hurricane | |
Your diminutive microcosm lies in your hands | |
Pray to God by a dying sun | |
The salvation of hungry | |
Gods Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Reach out, reach out into the flames | |
You lack the will to bend my friend | |
Grimace, a ghastly green glow | |
Always waiting for the weak | |
Words of gospel, infected lies | |
His diminutive microcosm lies your hands | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
In my minds eye | |
I can see your soul | |
In my minds eye this is the death roll | |
Not what you think, you can't feel | |
Not what you think, you can't breathe | |
In my minds eye | |
I now own your soul (far away, far away, far away, far away) | |
In my minds eye this is the death roll |
zuo qu : Bailey, Hallman | |
Open your eyes to the under | |
God Arouse, in flame, temper | |
Seize this moment it' s his appetite | |
Not to be, undermined, insane rage | |
P Cyclones though, like a hurricane | |
Your diminutive microcosm lies in your hands | |
Pray to God by a dying sun | |
The salvation of hungry | |
Gods Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Reach out, reach out into the flames | |
You lack the will to bend my friend | |
Grimace, a ghastly green glow | |
Always waiting for the weak | |
Words of gospel, infected lies | |
His diminutive microcosm lies your hands | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
In my minds eye | |
I can see your soul | |
In my minds eye this is the death roll | |
Not what you think, you can' t feel | |
Not what you think, you can' t breathe | |
In my minds eye | |
I now own your soul far away, far away, far away, far away | |
In my minds eye this is the death roll |
zuò qǔ : Bailey, Hallman | |
Open your eyes to the under | |
God Arouse, in flame, temper | |
Seize this moment it' s his appetite | |
Not to be, undermined, insane rage | |
P Cyclones though, like a hurricane | |
Your diminutive microcosm lies in your hands | |
Pray to God by a dying sun | |
The salvation of hungry | |
Gods Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Reach out, reach out into the flames | |
You lack the will to bend my friend | |
Grimace, a ghastly green glow | |
Always waiting for the weak | |
Words of gospel, infected lies | |
His diminutive microcosm lies your hands | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
Try to control rabidity | |
Gritting, in, red | |
In my minds eye | |
I can see your soul | |
In my minds eye this is the death roll | |
Not what you think, you can' t feel | |
Not what you think, you can' t breathe | |
In my minds eye | |
I now own your soul far away, far away, far away, far away | |
In my minds eye this is the death roll |