歌曲 | Masters Of Fatalism |
歌手 | Warhammer |
专辑 | Curse of the absolute eclipse |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Frerich, Krynojewski ... | |
They like to play with fire | |
In a stream of gasoline | |
They like to cut themselves | |
And drown in their own blood | |
Nothing's sacred to those disgusting leeches | |
They laugh, as we all sink down in agony | |
REFRAIN: Bow down before the masters of fatalism | |
If the thumb goes down, it's up to them | |
They rule our destiny, so be aware | |
Their insane laughter makes me freeze | |
In the last days of the sun | |
They could be called by many names | |
And some of them you know | |
I prefer “the masters of fatalism” ' | |
Cause that is what they are | |
They're poisonous snakes with twisted tongues | |
They laugh, as we all sink down in misery | |
REFRAIN As time goes on, they reach the final stage | |
For them, it's perfection; for us, death and armageddon | |
So kiss all precious things good-bye, and don't ask why | |
They laugh, as we all sink down finally | |
REFRAIN |
zuo qu : Frerich, Krynojewski ... | |
They like to play with fire | |
In a stream of gasoline | |
They like to cut themselves | |
And drown in their own blood | |
Nothing' s sacred to those disgusting leeches | |
They laugh, as we all sink down in agony | |
REFRAIN: Bow down before the masters of fatalism | |
If the thumb goes down, it' s up to them | |
They rule our destiny, so be aware | |
Their insane laughter makes me freeze | |
In the last days of the sun | |
They could be called by many names | |
And some of them you know | |
I prefer " the masters of fatalism" ' | |
Cause that is what they are | |
They' re poisonous snakes with twisted tongues | |
They laugh, as we all sink down in misery | |
REFRAIN As time goes on, they reach the final stage | |
For them, it' s perfection for us, death and armageddon | |
So kiss all precious things goodbye, and don' t ask why | |
They laugh, as we all sink down finally | |
REFRAIN |
zuò qǔ : Frerich, Krynojewski ... | |
They like to play with fire | |
In a stream of gasoline | |
They like to cut themselves | |
And drown in their own blood | |
Nothing' s sacred to those disgusting leeches | |
They laugh, as we all sink down in agony | |
REFRAIN: Bow down before the masters of fatalism | |
If the thumb goes down, it' s up to them | |
They rule our destiny, so be aware | |
Their insane laughter makes me freeze | |
In the last days of the sun | |
They could be called by many names | |
And some of them you know | |
I prefer " the masters of fatalism" ' | |
Cause that is what they are | |
They' re poisonous snakes with twisted tongues | |
They laugh, as we all sink down in misery | |
REFRAIN As time goes on, they reach the final stage | |
For them, it' s perfection for us, death and armageddon | |
So kiss all precious things goodbye, and don' t ask why | |
They laugh, as we all sink down finally | |
REFRAIN |