歌曲 | Escape From The Scheme |
歌手 | Yattering |
专辑 | Human's Pain |
作曲 : Swierczynski, Yattering | |
He's won a conviction | |
that he'll desrtoy the pathological | |
Drinking pattern | |
Strictly to the scheme | |
We wrests addictions from the body | |
... I have to... | |
Convinced about the power of the cure | |
That waited | |
...I have to.. | |
They believed it would go right | |
Until they saw the broken throat and | |
Last convulsive quivers | |
Killed - because of longing | |
Ruined - through he knew the power of the cure | |
The last breath sent to the deaf world | |
A hand raised | |
I...I...wanted...wanted to... | |
He left them with fear | |
They want to kill and forget | |
Strictly to the scheme from the body | |
They wrest moments of fear and | |
Longing for normality | |
Convicted about the power of love | |
Destroyed by hatred | |
They believed it would go right | |
Until they saw | |
That there's a blockade in the heart | |
And thoughts still say about the past | |
Wiped out - by memory | |
Injured - though they tried to hide the father's name | |
And moments when he raised his hand | |
In the last breath | |
I...I...wanted...wanted to... |
zuò qǔ : Swierczynski, Yattering | |
He' s won a conviction | |
that he' ll desrtoy the pathological | |
Drinking pattern | |
Strictly to the scheme | |
We wrests addictions from the body | |
... I have to... | |
Convinced about the power of the cure | |
That waited | |
... I have to.. | |
They believed it would go right | |
Until they saw the broken throat and | |
Last convulsive quivers | |
Killed because of longing | |
Ruined through he knew the power of the cure | |
The last breath sent to the deaf world | |
A hand raised | |
I... I... wanted... wanted to... | |
He left them with fear | |
They want to kill and forget | |
Strictly to the scheme from the body | |
They wrest moments of fear and | |
Longing for normality | |
Convicted about the power of love | |
Destroyed by hatred | |
They believed it would go right | |
Until they saw | |
That there' s a blockade in the heart | |
And thoughts still say about the past | |
Wiped out by memory | |
Injured though they tried to hide the father' s name | |
And moments when he raised his hand | |
In the last breath | |
I... I... wanted... wanted to... |