歌曲 | Through Self-Mutilation |
歌手 | Carpathian Forest |
专辑 | Morbid Fascination of Death |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Natterfrost | |
The self-mutilation | |
Necrosis of the soul | |
Dark is the shadows of life | |
Hot as Hell | |
You take the matters into your own hands | |
From now on it's downhill | |
A single candle burns - | |
In the vast consuming darkness | |
Uplifting like a funeral | |
Through these years you were created | |
In the void between life and death | |
A shimmering blade shreds through his flesh | |
At the peak of his night - time bliss | |
Misanthropes, kings and queens | |
And a painful vision of | |
Hell It burns | |
The blisters on your hands | |
So nebulous, dark as | |
December You should be dead by now | |
Lost in time and space | |
But you push the limits further | |
You hate the human race |
zuo qu : Natterfrost | |
The selfmutilation | |
Necrosis of the soul | |
Dark is the shadows of life | |
Hot as Hell | |
You take the matters into your own hands | |
From now on it' s downhill | |
A single candle burns | |
In the vast consuming darkness | |
Uplifting like a funeral | |
Through these years you were created | |
In the void between life and death | |
A shimmering blade shreds through his flesh | |
At the peak of his night time bliss | |
Misanthropes, kings and queens | |
And a painful vision of | |
Hell It burns | |
The blisters on your hands | |
So nebulous, dark as | |
December You should be dead by now | |
Lost in time and space | |
But you push the limits further | |
You hate the human race |
zuò qǔ : Natterfrost | |
The selfmutilation | |
Necrosis of the soul | |
Dark is the shadows of life | |
Hot as Hell | |
You take the matters into your own hands | |
From now on it' s downhill | |
A single candle burns | |
In the vast consuming darkness | |
Uplifting like a funeral | |
Through these years you were created | |
In the void between life and death | |
A shimmering blade shreds through his flesh | |
At the peak of his night time bliss | |
Misanthropes, kings and queens | |
And a painful vision of | |
Hell It burns | |
The blisters on your hands | |
So nebulous, dark as | |
December You should be dead by now | |
Lost in time and space | |
But you push the limits further | |
You hate the human race |