歌曲 | This Night in the City Forever |
歌手 | The Cult |
专辑 | Choice of Weapon |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
All my friends are drunk | |
Their innocence a flame | |
Will I see them again? | |
I dream of dreams to come | |
And temples built with love | |
I’m not a slave | |
This city lights of fame | |
Call to me again | |
Like diamonds in the rain | |
Where prophets tag their name | |
Her rivers filled with shame | |
Few faces stay the same | |
The time will never end | |
The lords of truth ascend | |
My scars I'll show again | |
My fireworks ignite | |
The spirit now takes flight | |
And how the glory came | |
I don’t mess around | |
Throw your weapon to the ground | |
My witches gather round | |
They laugh but make no sound | |
I am running in the black night | |
My skull in flame in the night | |
Pull out your knife | |
Pull out your knife | |
We can make it right | |
Black skull in flame | |
Power and the glory | |
The glory and the power | |
We can make it right |
All my friends are drunk | |
Their innocence a flame | |
Will I see them again? | |
I dream of dreams to come | |
And temples built with love | |
I' m not a slave | |
This city lights of fame | |
Call to me again | |
Like diamonds in the rain | |
Where prophets tag their name | |
Her rivers filled with shame | |
Few faces stay the same | |
The time will never end | |
The lords of truth ascend | |
My scars I' ll show again | |
My fireworks ignite | |
The spirit now takes flight | |
And how the glory came | |
I don' t mess around | |
Throw your weapon to the ground | |
My witches gather round | |
They laugh but make no sound | |
I am running in the black night | |
My skull in flame in the night | |
Pull out your knife | |
Pull out your knife | |
We can make it right | |
Black skull in flame | |
Power and the glory | |
The glory and the power | |
We can make it right |
All my friends are drunk | |
Their innocence a flame | |
Will I see them again? | |
I dream of dreams to come | |
And temples built with love | |
I' m not a slave | |
This city lights of fame | |
Call to me again | |
Like diamonds in the rain | |
Where prophets tag their name | |
Her rivers filled with shame | |
Few faces stay the same | |
The time will never end | |
The lords of truth ascend | |
My scars I' ll show again | |
My fireworks ignite | |
The spirit now takes flight | |
And how the glory came | |
I don' t mess around | |
Throw your weapon to the ground | |
My witches gather round | |
They laugh but make no sound | |
I am running in the black night | |
My skull in flame in the night | |
Pull out your knife | |
Pull out your knife | |
We can make it right | |
Black skull in flame | |
Power and the glory | |
The glory and the power | |
We can make it right |