歌曲 | Versus |
歌手 | Moonspell |
专辑 | Alpha Noir |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh, | |
Smashing the bone | |
I am thinking hailstones shot to the head, | |
Making the giant fall | |
I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan, | |
I know it's wrong | |
I am hearing lies, the lies of man: | |
They’re written in the stars above! | |
So crawl back to your hole! | |
Wait for thy kingdom come | |
So crawl back to your hole! | |
Tonight no one will come | |
The fire can't tame us | |
We're not making peace | |
And haters can't break us | |
We're growing fierce | |
In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me | |
In the end of times, the thrill of the flight | |
I am here to take your life | |
I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin | |
Enter the poison! | |
I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart | |
All men are mortal | |
I am biting the apple, the rotten core | |
The worm wants more | |
I am healing the blind, the book of the dead | |
Be prepared to meet your end! |
I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh, | |
Smashing the bone | |
I am thinking hailstones shot to the head, | |
Making the giant fall | |
I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan, | |
I know it' s wrong | |
I am hearing lies, the lies of man: | |
They' re written in the stars above! | |
So crawl back to your hole! | |
Wait for thy kingdom come | |
So crawl back to your hole! | |
Tonight no one will come | |
The fire can' t tame us | |
We' re not making peace | |
And haters can' t break us | |
We' re growing fierce | |
In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me | |
In the end of times, the thrill of the flight | |
I am here to take your life | |
I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin | |
Enter the poison! | |
I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart | |
All men are mortal | |
I am biting the apple, the rotten core | |
The worm wants more | |
I am healing the blind, the book of the dead | |
Be prepared to meet your end! |
I am thinking vultures ripping the flesh, | |
Smashing the bone | |
I am thinking hailstones shot to the head, | |
Making the giant fall | |
I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan, | |
I know it' s wrong | |
I am hearing lies, the lies of man: | |
They' re written in the stars above! | |
So crawl back to your hole! | |
Wait for thy kingdom come | |
So crawl back to your hole! | |
Tonight no one will come | |
The fire can' t tame us | |
We' re not making peace | |
And haters can' t break us | |
We' re growing fierce | |
In the end of times, no prophecy just you and me | |
In the end of times, the thrill of the flight | |
I am here to take your life | |
I am thinking snake oil rubbed in the skin | |
Enter the poison! | |
I am thinking arrows stuck in the heart | |
All men are mortal | |
I am biting the apple, the rotten core | |
The worm wants more | |
I am healing the blind, the book of the dead | |
Be prepared to meet your end! |