歌曲 | Foot to the Throat |
歌手 | Lamb of God |
专辑 | Sacrament |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Lamb Of God |
[00:21.52] | Virginia death threat, Virginia creeper vine. |
[00:27.11] | The hands that feed intent, choke the purpose of this time. |
[00:31.52] | Take all that you can give, and I will make it mine. |
[00:36.44] | No care for what you've spent, even fool's gold has it's shine. |
[00:41.33] | Never held down, never restrained. |
[00:47.01] | Virtue's foot to the throat, |
[00:49.21] | free of broken chains. |
[00:52.33] | Thus always to tyrants, |
[00:57.44] | Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray. |
[01:02.33] | And in this Commonwealth, |
[01:04.23] | There's merely a common concern for self. |
[01:08.01] | We hold these lies to be self-evident, |
[01:11.01] | As the dividends will reflect. |
[01:13.05] | And in this Commonwealth, |
[01:15.22] | There's merely a common concern for self. |
[01:18.47] | The coffers have long run dry |
[01:21.54] | Never held down, never restrained. |
[01:27.01] | Virtue's foot to the throat, |
[01:29.01] | free of broken chains. |
[01:32.00] | Thus always to tyrants, |
[01:37.44] | Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray. |
[02:09.33] | Like a bull in a China shop, |
[02:12.33] | But the shelves have all been cleared. |
[02:15.01] | A thief in an empty vault, |
[02:18.44] | The sheep already sheared. |
[02:22.44] | Like a bull in a China shop, |
[02:26.01] | But the shelves have all been cleared. |
[02:29.01] | A thief in an empty vault, |
[02:33.00] | The sheep already sheared. |
[02:36.44] | A screen door on a submarine, |
[02:40.05] | An eagle with a broken wing, |
[02:44.22] | Hope in a dead man's dream, |
[02:46.44] | The sound of a bell |
[02:48.55] | That will never ring. |
[02:52.22] | You're just wasting time. |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Lamb Of God |
[00:21.52] | Virginia death threat, Virginia creeper vine. |
[00:27.11] | The hands that feed intent, choke the purpose of this time. |
[00:31.52] | Take all that you can give, and I will make it mine. |
[00:36.44] | No care for what you' ve spent, even fool' s gold has it' s shine. |
[00:41.33] | Never held down, never restrained. |
[00:47.01] | Virtue' s foot to the throat, |
[00:49.21] | free of broken chains. |
[00:52.33] | Thus always to tyrants, |
[00:57.44] | Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray. |
[01:02.33] | And in this Commonwealth, |
[01:04.23] | There' s merely a common concern for self. |
[01:08.01] | We hold these lies to be selfevident, |
[01:11.01] | As the dividends will reflect. |
[01:13.05] | And in this Commonwealth, |
[01:15.22] | There' s merely a common concern for self. |
[01:18.47] | The coffers have long run dry |
[01:21.54] | Never held down, never restrained. |
[01:27.01] | Virtue' s foot to the throat, |
[01:29.01] | free of broken chains. |
[01:32.00] | Thus always to tyrants, |
[01:37.44] | Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray. |
[02:09.33] | Like a bull in a China shop, |
[02:12.33] | But the shelves have all been cleared. |
[02:15.01] | A thief in an empty vault, |
[02:18.44] | The sheep already sheared. |
[02:22.44] | Like a bull in a China shop, |
[02:26.01] | But the shelves have all been cleared. |
[02:29.01] | A thief in an empty vault, |
[02:33.00] | The sheep already sheared. |
[02:36.44] | A screen door on a submarine, |
[02:40.05] | An eagle with a broken wing, |
[02:44.22] | Hope in a dead man' s dream, |
[02:46.44] | The sound of a bell |
[02:48.55] | That will never ring. |
[02:52.22] | You' re just wasting time. |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Lamb Of God |
[00:21.52] | Virginia death threat, Virginia creeper vine. |
[00:27.11] | The hands that feed intent, choke the purpose of this time. |
[00:31.52] | Take all that you can give, and I will make it mine. |
[00:36.44] | No care for what you' ve spent, even fool' s gold has it' s shine. |
[00:41.33] | Never held down, never restrained. |
[00:47.01] | Virtue' s foot to the throat, |
[00:49.21] | free of broken chains. |
[00:52.33] | Thus always to tyrants, |
[00:57.44] | Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray. |
[01:02.33] | And in this Commonwealth, |
[01:04.23] | There' s merely a common concern for self. |
[01:08.01] | We hold these lies to be selfevident, |
[01:11.01] | As the dividends will reflect. |
[01:13.05] | And in this Commonwealth, |
[01:15.22] | There' s merely a common concern for self. |
[01:18.47] | The coffers have long run dry |
[01:21.54] | Never held down, never restrained. |
[01:27.01] | Virtue' s foot to the throat, |
[01:29.01] | free of broken chains. |
[01:32.00] | Thus always to tyrants, |
[01:37.44] | Laugh at the conquered, the victims now betray. |
[02:09.33] | Like a bull in a China shop, |
[02:12.33] | But the shelves have all been cleared. |
[02:15.01] | A thief in an empty vault, |
[02:18.44] | The sheep already sheared. |
[02:22.44] | Like a bull in a China shop, |
[02:26.01] | But the shelves have all been cleared. |
[02:29.01] | A thief in an empty vault, |
[02:33.00] | The sheep already sheared. |
[02:36.44] | A screen door on a submarine, |
[02:40.05] | An eagle with a broken wing, |
[02:44.22] | Hope in a dead man' s dream, |
[02:46.44] | The sound of a bell |
[02:48.55] | That will never ring. |
[02:52.22] | You' re just wasting time. |