歌曲 | Tangent To Oblivion |
歌手 | AktiveHate |
专辑 | X-Synthesized (Box Set) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Cold steel… | |
Cross shaped and sharp edge… | |
Cult… | |
Dementia glowing needles of distress… | |
Abolish me… | |
Forbid me to think… | |
No respect for human breath… | |
And it’s the beginning of misery! | |
We’re watching seasons of death and decay! | |
And the shame of believing… | |
They tend to kill not to create! | |
Hallucinating… | |
I was just one of those like them… | |
Lifelessness… | |
I thank I tasted the bitter end! | |
Pain! | |
Blood drops flow like a stream! | |
And when the answers don’t come… | |
Despising lines they speak… | |
For fools they take our names! | |
Vicodin usage… | |
Scalpel cutting in… | |
We’re struggling ourselves out of the mud! | |
And the psychotic trauma, | |
And the tendency to hate | |
All that they cannot understand! | |
‘Cause when the answers end, | |
Reeking stupidity and death, | |
They shall stand… |
Cold steel | |
Cross shaped and sharp edge | |
Cult | |
Dementia glowing needles of distress | |
Abolish me | |
Forbid me to think | |
No respect for human breath | |
And it' s the beginning of misery! | |
We' re watching seasons of death and decay! | |
And the shame of believing | |
They tend to kill not to create! | |
Hallucinating | |
I was just one of those like them | |
Lifelessness | |
I thank I tasted the bitter end! | |
Pain! | |
Blood drops flow like a stream! | |
And when the answers don' t come | |
Despising lines they speak | |
For fools they take our names! | |
Vicodin usage | |
Scalpel cutting in | |
We' re struggling ourselves out of the mud! | |
And the psychotic trauma, | |
And the tendency to hate | |
All that they cannot understand! | |
' Cause when the answers end, | |
Reeking stupidity and death, | |
They shall stand |
Cold steel | |
Cross shaped and sharp edge | |
Cult | |
Dementia glowing needles of distress | |
Abolish me | |
Forbid me to think | |
No respect for human breath | |
And it' s the beginning of misery! | |
We' re watching seasons of death and decay! | |
And the shame of believing | |
They tend to kill not to create! | |
Hallucinating | |
I was just one of those like them | |
Lifelessness | |
I thank I tasted the bitter end! | |
Pain! | |
Blood drops flow like a stream! | |
And when the answers don' t come | |
Despising lines they speak | |
For fools they take our names! | |
Vicodin usage | |
Scalpel cutting in | |
We' re struggling ourselves out of the mud! | |
And the psychotic trauma, | |
And the tendency to hate | |
All that they cannot understand! | |
' Cause when the answers end, | |
Reeking stupidity and death, | |
They shall stand |