Song | Jacob Shock |
Artist | Himsa |
Album | Courting Tragedy and Disaster |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Himsa, Johnson | |
Unleashed - he will unleash with brutal backlash | |
That holds my bane and beauty | |
I'll grant him vengeance to render them powerless | |
Punish me bitter battle of bottled beasts | |
So sick and deranged masochistic masked indifference | |
Half-hearted possession laden in sate and loathing | |
Show no mercy to bring them to their knees | |
Hunt them down | |
Ignore the sounds of sirens and screams | |
Move in for the kill | |
A cunt and a cutthroat designed in scathing pain | |
He'll tempt and he'll torment until they fall from grace | |
Seek and destroy his prey on display | |
Make you suffer those prayers are never answered | |
Fiction found fatal skipped straight to tragedy | |
Stalk and strangle - serenade my inner beast | |
Seduce this savage and send virtue straight to hell | |
This pounding turmoil of sadistic egotism | |
Is the face of a stranger close to home | |
And he awakes attached to the anchor | |
Of impatience and self denial | |
He'll come alive | |
I'll come alive |
zuo qu : Himsa, Johnson | |
Unleashed he will unleash with brutal backlash | |
That holds my bane and beauty | |
I' ll grant him vengeance to render them powerless | |
Punish me bitter battle of bottled beasts | |
So sick and deranged masochistic masked indifference | |
Halfhearted possession laden in sate and loathing | |
Show no mercy to bring them to their knees | |
Hunt them down | |
Ignore the sounds of sirens and screams | |
Move in for the kill | |
A cunt and a cutthroat designed in scathing pain | |
He' ll tempt and he' ll torment until they fall from grace | |
Seek and destroy his prey on display | |
Make you suffer those prayers are never answered | |
Fiction found fatal skipped straight to tragedy | |
Stalk and strangle serenade my inner beast | |
Seduce this savage and send virtue straight to hell | |
This pounding turmoil of sadistic egotism | |
Is the face of a stranger close to home | |
And he awakes attached to the anchor | |
Of impatience and self denial | |
He' ll come alive | |
I' ll come alive |
zuò qǔ : Himsa, Johnson | |
Unleashed he will unleash with brutal backlash | |
That holds my bane and beauty | |
I' ll grant him vengeance to render them powerless | |
Punish me bitter battle of bottled beasts | |
So sick and deranged masochistic masked indifference | |
Halfhearted possession laden in sate and loathing | |
Show no mercy to bring them to their knees | |
Hunt them down | |
Ignore the sounds of sirens and screams | |
Move in for the kill | |
A cunt and a cutthroat designed in scathing pain | |
He' ll tempt and he' ll torment until they fall from grace | |
Seek and destroy his prey on display | |
Make you suffer those prayers are never answered | |
Fiction found fatal skipped straight to tragedy | |
Stalk and strangle serenade my inner beast | |
Seduce this savage and send virtue straight to hell | |
This pounding turmoil of sadistic egotism | |
Is the face of a stranger close to home | |
And he awakes attached to the anchor | |
Of impatience and self denial | |
He' ll come alive | |
I' ll come alive |