歌曲 | Bursting Rest |
歌手 | Holy Moses |
专辑 | Queen of Siam |
作曲 : Classen, Classen | |
Smokin' and drinkin' it's the law of my life | |
You don't know but that's the end of love | |
That's what know it's hard to cry | |
Don't you see your heart is driftin' like a stone | |
You perceive a chorus of eternal hate | |
One should know - never get the trust | |
It's the roar of life which never can return | |
So keep on rockin' and believe, feel no pain | |
And when you're down in hell | |
You hear the black old bell | |
You'll try to catch your head | |
The end of the lie is your dead | |
Slinky man was crying - storm torturin' rain and hail | |
There's a smell in my ocean which announces "I'm in hell" | |
You can hear the voices but you don't believe | |
It's getting colder know you see the frostflowers in your eyes | |
And when you're down in hell | |
You hear the black old bell | |
You'll try to catch your head | |
The end of the lie is your dead | |
If you would knew anything about it | |
You would believe that the only aim you have | |
Is to hate yourself | |
The real satisfaction you can only get | |
When the souls of all those creatures | |
Are destroyed by your won hands | |
Take the demon's eye and you'll see | |
That the end of your life is the beginning | |
Of the real end | |
The beginning of the end of time | |
You feel the timeless wave | |
It gets you now |
zuò qǔ : Classen, Classen | |
Smokin' and drinkin' it' s the law of my life | |
You don' t know but that' s the end of love | |
That' s what know it' s hard to cry | |
Don' t you see your heart is driftin' like a stone | |
You perceive a chorus of eternal hate | |
One should know never get the trust | |
It' s the roar of life which never can return | |
So keep on rockin' and believe, feel no pain | |
And when you' re down in hell | |
You hear the black old bell | |
You' ll try to catch your head | |
The end of the lie is your dead | |
Slinky man was crying storm torturin' rain and hail | |
There' s a smell in my ocean which announces " I' m in hell" | |
You can hear the voices but you don' t believe | |
It' s getting colder know you see the frostflowers in your eyes | |
And when you' re down in hell | |
You hear the black old bell | |
You' ll try to catch your head | |
The end of the lie is your dead | |
If you would knew anything about it | |
You would believe that the only aim you have | |
Is to hate yourself | |
The real satisfaction you can only get | |
When the souls of all those creatures | |
Are destroyed by your won hands | |
Take the demon' s eye and you' ll see | |
That the end of your life is the beginning | |
Of the real end | |
The beginning of the end of time | |
You feel the timeless wave | |
It gets you now |