Song | Dehydrated |
Artist | Pestilence |
Album | Consuming Impulse |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mameli, VanDrunen | |
Lost in the desert for reasons unknown | |
An extensive barren plain before you | |
A gruesome affliction; the heat of the sun | |
Don't really know in what direction to go | |
Make your way in the loose sand | |
No protecting shade in this hostile land | |
It's not the hunger but it's the thirst | |
The awful suffering which vexes you worst | |
Hallucinations; thirst drives you insane | |
The shrinking of your skin, bursting lips your body-fluid is floating away | |
The claws of death got you in their grip ' | |
Water' is your last word | |
As your internal organs decay | |
Dehydrated, emaciated | |
Your life slowly fades away | |
Vultures circling in the sky peeling the flesh from a corpse | |
Blankened bones are all that`s left | |
Dehydration as the death the cause | |
Another cadaver in the loose sand | |
Not the last victim of this hostile land | |
Without any water you won`t last | |
Die in the desert, death comes fast |
zuo qu : Mameli, VanDrunen | |
Lost in the desert for reasons unknown | |
An extensive barren plain before you | |
A gruesome affliction the heat of the sun | |
Don' t really know in what direction to go | |
Make your way in the loose sand | |
No protecting shade in this hostile land | |
It' s not the hunger but it' s the thirst | |
The awful suffering which vexes you worst | |
Hallucinations thirst drives you insane | |
The shrinking of your skin, bursting lips your bodyfluid is floating away | |
The claws of death got you in their grip ' | |
Water' is your last word | |
As your internal organs decay | |
Dehydrated, emaciated | |
Your life slowly fades away | |
Vultures circling in the sky peeling the flesh from a corpse | |
Blankened bones are all that s left | |
Dehydration as the death the cause | |
Another cadaver in the loose sand | |
Not the last victim of this hostile land | |
Without any water you won t last | |
Die in the desert, death comes fast |
zuò qǔ : Mameli, VanDrunen | |
Lost in the desert for reasons unknown | |
An extensive barren plain before you | |
A gruesome affliction the heat of the sun | |
Don' t really know in what direction to go | |
Make your way in the loose sand | |
No protecting shade in this hostile land | |
It' s not the hunger but it' s the thirst | |
The awful suffering which vexes you worst | |
Hallucinations thirst drives you insane | |
The shrinking of your skin, bursting lips your bodyfluid is floating away | |
The claws of death got you in their grip ' | |
Water' is your last word | |
As your internal organs decay | |
Dehydrated, emaciated | |
Your life slowly fades away | |
Vultures circling in the sky peeling the flesh from a corpse | |
Blankened bones are all that s left | |
Dehydration as the death the cause | |
Another cadaver in the loose sand | |
Not the last victim of this hostile land | |
Without any water you won t last | |
Die in the desert, death comes fast |