歌曲 | The Wicked |
歌手 | Silent Fracture |
专辑 | The Wicked |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Julian Gilbro/Clemens Landmann/Jacob Eilenberger | |
作曲 : Julian Gilbro/Clemens Landmann/Jacob Eilenberger | |
Never shall you | |
speak my name, | |
in my demise. | |
No hands are clean, | |
I can see right through your veil. | |
Your masquerade | |
is ******* pointless. | |
Let's admit. | |
You're looking all the same! | |
Innocence - | |
Is not of your intent. | |
It's over, you know it. | |
You're holding the last of it. | |
It's over, you know it. | |
You're holding on to nothing. | |
The current, is flooding | |
Your house of God. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
My hands ain't clean, | |
I have no wish to pretend. | |
Your masquerade | |
Is a waste of time. | |
Seeking my hands, | |
To swing a sword, | |
In your name. | |
A cause, a cancer, | |
That I can't survive. | |
You're looking all the same, | |
To be true. | |
Innocence - | |
Is not of your intent. | |
You're looking all the same, | |
To be true. | |
Do not forget - | |
Justice won't ... | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
In your hands, | |
Life seems like | |
nothing to me. | |
Bow your head. | |
Repent so i may | |
drive my sword | |
Through the back | |
of your neck. | |
In pyres, your empires | |
Burns to the ground. | |
An eye an eye, | |
Who's the wicked one now? | |
Repent, as I drive my sword through Your neck. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
No don't show mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Show no mercy |
zuo ci : Julian Gilbro Clemens Landmann Jacob Eilenberger | |
zuo qu : Julian Gilbro Clemens Landmann Jacob Eilenberger | |
Never shall you | |
speak my name, | |
in my demise. | |
No hands are clean, | |
I can see right through your veil. | |
Your masquerade | |
is pointless. | |
Let' s admit. | |
You' re looking all the same! | |
Innocence | |
Is not of your intent. | |
It' s over, you know it. | |
You' re holding the last of it. | |
It' s over, you know it. | |
You' re holding on to nothing. | |
The current, is flooding | |
Your house of God. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
My hands ain' t clean, | |
I have no wish to pretend. | |
Your masquerade | |
Is a waste of time. | |
Seeking my hands, | |
To swing a sword, | |
In your name. | |
A cause, a cancer, | |
That I can' t survive. | |
You' re looking all the same, | |
To be true. | |
Innocence | |
Is not of your intent. | |
You' re looking all the same, | |
To be true. | |
Do not forget | |
Justice won' t ... | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
In your hands, | |
Life seems like | |
nothing to me. | |
Bow your head. | |
Repent so i may | |
drive my sword | |
Through the back | |
of your neck. | |
In pyres, your empires | |
Burns to the ground. | |
An eye an eye, | |
Who' s the wicked one now? | |
Repent, as I drive my sword through Your neck. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
No don' t show mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Show no mercy |
zuò cí : Julian Gilbro Clemens Landmann Jacob Eilenberger | |
zuò qǔ : Julian Gilbro Clemens Landmann Jacob Eilenberger | |
Never shall you | |
speak my name, | |
in my demise. | |
No hands are clean, | |
I can see right through your veil. | |
Your masquerade | |
is pointless. | |
Let' s admit. | |
You' re looking all the same! | |
Innocence | |
Is not of your intent. | |
It' s over, you know it. | |
You' re holding the last of it. | |
It' s over, you know it. | |
You' re holding on to nothing. | |
The current, is flooding | |
Your house of God. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
My hands ain' t clean, | |
I have no wish to pretend. | |
Your masquerade | |
Is a waste of time. | |
Seeking my hands, | |
To swing a sword, | |
In your name. | |
A cause, a cancer, | |
That I can' t survive. | |
You' re looking all the same, | |
To be true. | |
Innocence | |
Is not of your intent. | |
You' re looking all the same, | |
To be true. | |
Do not forget | |
Justice won' t ... | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
In your hands, | |
Life seems like | |
nothing to me. | |
Bow your head. | |
Repent so i may | |
drive my sword | |
Through the back | |
of your neck. | |
In pyres, your empires | |
Burns to the ground. | |
An eye an eye, | |
Who' s the wicked one now? | |
Repent, as I drive my sword through Your neck. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
Show no mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Seeking absolution, | |
In his gun. | |
No don' t show mercy, | |
To the wicked one. | |
Show no mercy |