歌曲 | What We Become |
歌手 | Between the Buried and Me |
专辑 | 3 Song Demo |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Is this justifiable, this is life we lead. | |
Blind stares at what we call humanity. | |
So afraid to face what has already become of us. | |
The dark cloud passed lifetimes ago. | |
The “saints” drink the blood of their own. | |
Your pathetic prayers mean nothing for… | |
Our mother is already dead. | |
She tried her best but the dirt choked her. | |
We raped her, and laughed as we fucked her last chance of survival. | |
I sleep on her tears. | |
They keep me awake. | |
I fear that closing my eyes might end me. | |
But what am | |
I? I’m just a worthless member of a twisted language. | |
We all speak this twisted language. | |
Is this justifiable? | |
We have raped her, and we are pleasured from this. | |
Thinking this progress… progress stopped lifetimes ago. | |
We are raping with this life we lead. | |
Everything is all right. | |
Lies-the twisted language we all breathe. |
Is this justifiable, this is life we lead. | |
Blind stares at what we call humanity. | |
So afraid to face what has already become of us. | |
The dark cloud passed lifetimes ago. | |
The " saints" drink the blood of their own. | |
Your pathetic prayers mean nothing for | |
Our mother is already dead. | |
She tried her best but the dirt choked her. | |
We raped her, and laughed as we fucked her last chance of survival. | |
I sleep on her tears. | |
They keep me awake. | |
I fear that closing my eyes might end me. | |
But what am | |
I? I' m just a worthless member of a twisted language. | |
We all speak this twisted language. | |
Is this justifiable? | |
We have raped her, and we are pleasured from this. | |
Thinking this progress progress stopped lifetimes ago. | |
We are raping with this life we lead. | |
Everything is all right. | |
Liesthe twisted language we all breathe. |
Is this justifiable, this is life we lead. | |
Blind stares at what we call humanity. | |
So afraid to face what has already become of us. | |
The dark cloud passed lifetimes ago. | |
The " saints" drink the blood of their own. | |
Your pathetic prayers mean nothing for | |
Our mother is already dead. | |
She tried her best but the dirt choked her. | |
We raped her, and laughed as we fucked her last chance of survival. | |
I sleep on her tears. | |
They keep me awake. | |
I fear that closing my eyes might end me. | |
But what am | |
I? I' m just a worthless member of a twisted language. | |
We all speak this twisted language. | |
Is this justifiable? | |
We have raped her, and we are pleasured from this. | |
Thinking this progress progress stopped lifetimes ago. | |
We are raping with this life we lead. | |
Everything is all right. | |
Liesthe twisted language we all breathe. |