作曲 : Potvin, Potvin | |
Yes there is a point at | |
Which modification | |
Becomes too extreme | |
But I don't agree | |
When I was suspending | |
Now it's extreme | |
The pain stuck in my mind | |
Criminal in the soul | |
Dangerous range | |
Grind kill danger | |
Reflection of the light | |
We are the glass souls | |
Grind, kill, to me it 's all the same | |
And everything (is) stuck in my head | |
(it) doesn't scare me, I am power | |
I don't even fear to meet my passing now |
zuo qu : Potvin, Potvin | |
Yes there is a point at | |
Which modification | |
Becomes too extreme | |
But I don' t agree | |
When I was suspending | |
Now it' s extreme | |
The pain stuck in my mind | |
Criminal in the soul | |
Dangerous range | |
Grind kill danger | |
Reflection of the light | |
We are the glass souls | |
Grind, kill, to me it ' s all the same | |
And everything is stuck in my head | |
it doesn' t scare me, I am power | |
I don' t even fear to meet my passing now |
zuò qǔ : Potvin, Potvin | |
Yes there is a point at | |
Which modification | |
Becomes too extreme | |
But I don' t agree | |
When I was suspending | |
Now it' s extreme | |
The pain stuck in my mind | |
Criminal in the soul | |
Dangerous range | |
Grind kill danger | |
Reflection of the light | |
We are the glass souls | |
Grind, kill, to me it ' s all the same | |
And everything is stuck in my head | |
it doesn' t scare me, I am power | |
I don' t even fear to meet my passing now |