歌曲 | Unaltered Beast |
歌手 | Dodheimsgard |
专辑 | Supervillain Outcast |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kvohst, Vicotnik | |
Roll up | |
Roll up | |
Come see the oddities | |
Unaltered beasts | |
Or the girl who swallowed knives | |
The invisible cannibal | |
The strangest foe of all time | |
...For your own very eyes | |
Come see the freaks | |
Come see the freaks | |
Children made of raw meat | |
Shark mouths of blazing impurity | |
Down in the dumps | |
Down in the doldrums | |
Where only the fucked up | |
Forage for their forms | |
Nervous twitches at 2AM | |
In a bed of cracked ribs | |
Jerking off in a circus of secrets | |
Pressure sweating you slowly insane | |
We all become new fanged Gods | |
To old for regret | |
To ill for death | |
I trust myself and no one else | |
I drink to your bad health | |
Like the carrion fiend | |
At a blessed feast | |
The bones you were born with | |
Yearn to be seen | |
An imperfect fake with the same name | |
Searching for language | |
Of an inner being | |
Jackhammer magnificent | |
Chainsaw Buddhist | |
Unspoilt and unbeautiful | |
Arrogant until proven guilty | |
The heart is deceased above all things | |
Inflammatory flawed creation | |
Plastic dolls for the role models | |
Bedraggled in bad guts | |
Home to dogtown pillbox | |
"Let's go out and live in an illusion together" | |
Wash your mouth out with lies | |
Searching in vain forever | |
For one of your own kind | |
A human cannonball | |
Boiled beaten an bleak brown | |
Miserable odes tiled on your skull | |
A scholar of war on a bonegrinding railroad | |
Small town sweatheart in a sordid bloodbath | |
Memories and anecdotes kicked in the face | |
Like a railroad of blind windows | |
Butchered in the snow | |
Crumpled angel at the end of the avenue | |
Making shapes from strangers faces | |
An empty disguise | |
With nowhere to go |
zuo qu : Kvohst, Vicotnik | |
Roll up | |
Roll up | |
Come see the oddities | |
Unaltered beasts | |
Or the girl who swallowed knives | |
The invisible cannibal | |
The strangest foe of all time | |
... For your own very eyes | |
Come see the freaks | |
Come see the freaks | |
Children made of raw meat | |
Shark mouths of blazing impurity | |
Down in the dumps | |
Down in the doldrums | |
Where only the fucked up | |
Forage for their forms | |
Nervous twitches at 2AM | |
In a bed of cracked ribs | |
Jerking off in a circus of secrets | |
Pressure sweating you slowly insane | |
We all become new fanged Gods | |
To old for regret | |
To ill for death | |
I trust myself and no one else | |
I drink to your bad health | |
Like the carrion fiend | |
At a blessed feast | |
The bones you were born with | |
Yearn to be seen | |
An imperfect fake with the same name | |
Searching for language | |
Of an inner being | |
Jackhammer magnificent | |
Chainsaw Buddhist | |
Unspoilt and unbeautiful | |
Arrogant until proven guilty | |
The heart is deceased above all things | |
Inflammatory flawed creation | |
Plastic dolls for the role models | |
Bedraggled in bad guts | |
Home to dogtown pillbox | |
" Let' s go out and live in an illusion together" | |
Wash your mouth out with lies | |
Searching in vain forever | |
For one of your own kind | |
A human cannonball | |
Boiled beaten an bleak brown | |
Miserable odes tiled on your skull | |
A scholar of war on a bonegrinding railroad | |
Small town sweatheart in a sordid bloodbath | |
Memories and anecdotes kicked in the face | |
Like a railroad of blind windows | |
Butchered in the snow | |
Crumpled angel at the end of the avenue | |
Making shapes from strangers faces | |
An empty disguise | |
With nowhere to go |
zuò qǔ : Kvohst, Vicotnik | |
Roll up | |
Roll up | |
Come see the oddities | |
Unaltered beasts | |
Or the girl who swallowed knives | |
The invisible cannibal | |
The strangest foe of all time | |
... For your own very eyes | |
Come see the freaks | |
Come see the freaks | |
Children made of raw meat | |
Shark mouths of blazing impurity | |
Down in the dumps | |
Down in the doldrums | |
Where only the fucked up | |
Forage for their forms | |
Nervous twitches at 2AM | |
In a bed of cracked ribs | |
Jerking off in a circus of secrets | |
Pressure sweating you slowly insane | |
We all become new fanged Gods | |
To old for regret | |
To ill for death | |
I trust myself and no one else | |
I drink to your bad health | |
Like the carrion fiend | |
At a blessed feast | |
The bones you were born with | |
Yearn to be seen | |
An imperfect fake with the same name | |
Searching for language | |
Of an inner being | |
Jackhammer magnificent | |
Chainsaw Buddhist | |
Unspoilt and unbeautiful | |
Arrogant until proven guilty | |
The heart is deceased above all things | |
Inflammatory flawed creation | |
Plastic dolls for the role models | |
Bedraggled in bad guts | |
Home to dogtown pillbox | |
" Let' s go out and live in an illusion together" | |
Wash your mouth out with lies | |
Searching in vain forever | |
For one of your own kind | |
A human cannonball | |
Boiled beaten an bleak brown | |
Miserable odes tiled on your skull | |
A scholar of war on a bonegrinding railroad | |
Small town sweatheart in a sordid bloodbath | |
Memories and anecdotes kicked in the face | |
Like a railroad of blind windows | |
Butchered in the snow | |
Crumpled angel at the end of the avenue | |
Making shapes from strangers faces | |
An empty disguise | |
With nowhere to go |