歌曲 | Thrones of Blood |
歌手 | Suffocation |
专辑 | The Close of a Chapter: Live |
作词 : Suffocation | |
The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago. | |
What possesses an individual to kill. | |
I have often pondered the thought. | |
Time and time again. | |
Now it's clear to me. | |
They want me to be part of this world they have created. | |
I say **** you. | |
Don't tell me how to live. | |
Maybe if I eliminate the people. | |
Who fit this so - called mold. | |
My pain will finally be released. | |
And my mind free of thought. | |
The ax struck hard and fast. | |
Splitting the skull in two. | |
She fell instantly. | |
The blood spewed. | |
From where her head used to be. | |
I then struck another blow. | |
Only the lives of others. | |
Can quench my harsh reality. | |
I received much excitement. | |
From these two blows. | |
I must continue to strike her corpse. | |
Once again | |
I brought the tool of my trade. | |
I proceeded to hack several more times. | |
A pile of flesh now lies before me. | |
Unrelenting need to fulfill my lust for death. | |
I must purge the world of it's filth. | |
Disorder scars my mind. | |
With killing fascination. | |
My tasks are far from done. | |
Everything must die. |
zuò cí : Suffocation | |
The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago. | |
What possesses an individual to kill. | |
I have often pondered the thought. | |
Time and time again. | |
Now it' s clear to me. | |
They want me to be part of this world they have created. | |
I say you. | |
Don' t tell me how to live. | |
Maybe if I eliminate the people. | |
Who fit this so called mold. | |
My pain will finally be released. | |
And my mind free of thought. | |
The ax struck hard and fast. | |
Splitting the skull in two. | |
She fell instantly. | |
The blood spewed. | |
From where her head used to be. | |
I then struck another blow. | |
Only the lives of others. | |
Can quench my harsh reality. | |
I received much excitement. | |
From these two blows. | |
I must continue to strike her corpse. | |
Once again | |
I brought the tool of my trade. | |
I proceeded to hack several more times. | |
A pile of flesh now lies before me. | |
Unrelenting need to fulfill my lust for death. | |
I must purge the world of it' s filth. | |
Disorder scars my mind. | |
With killing fascination. | |
My tasks are far from done. | |
Everything must die. |