| 歌曲 | Fire Death And Fear |
| 歌手 | Rotting Christ |
| 专辑 | Zero Tolerance 33 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Sakis Tolis | |
| Wiil I ever find out the sour of fear | |
| The sour of scare | |
| And walk on the entire range of being | |
| Far of being near | |
| I came here for breezy blood to step on | |
| A hill of soil and mud | |
| I walked till here to feel my spear | |
| I obey my lordly prime, I sharpen my | |
| steel to sharpen my fear | |
| And breaking my awe's chain, my | |
| sparkly view their dread will rare | |
| Back to the battle where fate calls | |
| And the smell of death slyly crawls | |
| I sailed till here to drown my fear | |
| CHORUS | |
| Darkness, dread and tear | |
| Make each sense of death to seem so far | |
| so near | |
| Fire, death and fear | |
| I dry me wetly dreams on shields and | |
| spears | |
| Darkness, dread and tear | |
| Fire, death and fear |
| zuo qu : Sakis Tolis | |
| Wiil I ever find out the sour of fear | |
| The sour of scare | |
| And walk on the entire range of being | |
| Far of being near | |
| I came here for breezy blood to step on | |
| A hill of soil and mud | |
| I walked till here to feel my spear | |
| I obey my lordly prime, I sharpen my | |
| steel to sharpen my fear | |
| And breaking my awe' s chain, my | |
| sparkly view their dread will rare | |
| Back to the battle where fate calls | |
| And the smell of death slyly crawls | |
| I sailed till here to drown my fear | |
| CHORUS | |
| Darkness, dread and tear | |
| Make each sense of death to seem so far | |
| so near | |
| Fire, death and fear | |
| I dry me wetly dreams on shields and | |
| spears | |
| Darkness, dread and tear | |
| Fire, death and fear |
| zuò qǔ : Sakis Tolis | |
| Wiil I ever find out the sour of fear | |
| The sour of scare | |
| And walk on the entire range of being | |
| Far of being near | |
| I came here for breezy blood to step on | |
| A hill of soil and mud | |
| I walked till here to feel my spear | |
| I obey my lordly prime, I sharpen my | |
| steel to sharpen my fear | |
| And breaking my awe' s chain, my | |
| sparkly view their dread will rare | |
| Back to the battle where fate calls | |
| And the smell of death slyly crawls | |
| I sailed till here to drown my fear | |
| CHORUS | |
| Darkness, dread and tear | |
| Make each sense of death to seem so far | |
| so near | |
| Fire, death and fear | |
| I dry me wetly dreams on shields and | |
| spears | |
| Darkness, dread and tear | |
| Fire, death and fear |