歌曲 | Warborn |
歌手 | The Black Dahlia Murder |
专辑 | Nocturnal |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
Amidst a swirling din of smoke and | |
Screaming on the battlefield | |
Born reared on the teat of my dead mother war | |
Hardened to stone through abuse mocked beaten and scorned | |
A bayonet severed umbilical cord | |
The wind sings its sweet lullaby through | |
A blackened and hollowed ribcage | |
I'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave | |
This realm of inhuman carnage | |
Where the blood eternally rains | |
To my brothers who've fallen before me | |
I will walk with you again | |
This is my demented playground | |
The horizon is howling ablaze | |
A skeletal village illuminates the sky | |
As fire destroys their grains | |
With glee I rape and torture | |
My pleasure is inflicting pain | |
With a vigor unholy I'll fight to my doom | |
Till I've vanquished the Christian's gods ways | |
Oh it must be such a different world | |
To which those on the outside exist | |
At least I know who loves me here | |
No delusions all weakness dismissed | |
An era of inhuman tragedy | |
To be ushered by my iron hand | |
The ovens bellowed to crematory highs | |
To dispose of the god fearing man | |
The wind sings its sweet lullaby through | |
A blackened and hollowed ribcage | |
I'm to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave | |
This realm of inhuman carnage | |
Where the blood eternally rains | |
To my brothers who've fallen before me | |
I will walk with you again |
zuo qu : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
Amidst a swirling din of smoke and | |
Screaming on the battlefield | |
Born reared on the teat of my dead mother war | |
Hardened to stone through abuse mocked beaten and scorned | |
A bayonet severed umbilical cord | |
The wind sings its sweet lullaby through | |
A blackened and hollowed ribcage | |
I' m to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave | |
This realm of inhuman carnage | |
Where the blood eternally rains | |
To my brothers who' ve fallen before me | |
I will walk with you again | |
This is my demented playground | |
The horizon is howling ablaze | |
A skeletal village illuminates the sky | |
As fire destroys their grains | |
With glee I rape and torture | |
My pleasure is inflicting pain | |
With a vigor unholy I' ll fight to my doom | |
Till I' ve vanquished the Christian' s gods ways | |
Oh it must be such a different world | |
To which those on the outside exist | |
At least I know who loves me here | |
No delusions all weakness dismissed | |
An era of inhuman tragedy | |
To be ushered by my iron hand | |
The ovens bellowed to crematory highs | |
To dispose of the god fearing man | |
The wind sings its sweet lullaby through | |
A blackened and hollowed ribcage | |
I' m to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave | |
This realm of inhuman carnage | |
Where the blood eternally rains | |
To my brothers who' ve fallen before me | |
I will walk with you again |
zuò qǔ : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
Amidst a swirling din of smoke and | |
Screaming on the battlefield | |
Born reared on the teat of my dead mother war | |
Hardened to stone through abuse mocked beaten and scorned | |
A bayonet severed umbilical cord | |
The wind sings its sweet lullaby through | |
A blackened and hollowed ribcage | |
I' m to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave | |
This realm of inhuman carnage | |
Where the blood eternally rains | |
To my brothers who' ve fallen before me | |
I will walk with you again | |
This is my demented playground | |
The horizon is howling ablaze | |
A skeletal village illuminates the sky | |
As fire destroys their grains | |
With glee I rape and torture | |
My pleasure is inflicting pain | |
With a vigor unholy I' ll fight to my doom | |
Till I' ve vanquished the Christian' s gods ways | |
Oh it must be such a different world | |
To which those on the outside exist | |
At least I know who loves me here | |
No delusions all weakness dismissed | |
An era of inhuman tragedy | |
To be ushered by my iron hand | |
The ovens bellowed to crematory highs | |
To dispose of the god fearing man | |
The wind sings its sweet lullaby through | |
A blackened and hollowed ribcage | |
I' m to die in battle divine with the flames as my grave | |
This realm of inhuman carnage | |
Where the blood eternally rains | |
To my brothers who' ve fallen before me | |
I will walk with you again |