Song | Released When You Are Dead |
Artist | Anata |
Album | The Infernal Depths of Hatred |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Schälin | |
Anger seeds sown once in not buried past | |
Hatred grows | |
With the thoughts of a liberation | |
See my eyes and you shall see | |
They're deeper than the blackest sea | |
Emancipation - serenity to be received | |
Release me | |
My mind all serene | |
My consciousness relieved | |
This is the only confession that I need | |
Enemies of mine | |
You shall be condemned | |
Imprisoned spirit of hate | |
Released when you're dead | |
Dare me now | |
I'll feel relief when you're dead | |
Satisfaction, retribution | |
I shall smile when you're dead | |
How many saw the pain I'd feel | |
No one saw | |
What could not be for real | |
I laugh in the face of humanity | |
Every oppression shall be scorned | |
Without you my mind would be free | |
Or I wish it would be | |
For every day in my life | |
Another dream to come true | |
And so many things to fulfill | |
And so much life and pain | |
And remorse to kill | |
Pain can be so sweet | |
Pain can be the sincerest thing | |
But in my heart the hatred grows | |
And crushes beauty viciously | |
As death can be so beautiful | |
But also insignificant | |
As in the most precious things | |
I writhe in disgust | |
(A revered prism I am...) | |
My eyes gather colors | |
And form it into total darkness | |
Inverted, twisted - like me | |
As bright as the sun may shine | |
As black shines my mind | |
Enemies of mine | |
You shall be condemned | |
Imprisoned spirit of hate | |
Released when you're dead | |
Dare me now | |
I'll feel relief when you're dead | |
Satisfaction, retribution | |
Maybe smile when you're dead |
zuo qu : Sch lin | |
Anger seeds sown once in not buried past | |
Hatred grows | |
With the thoughts of a liberation | |
See my eyes and you shall see | |
They' re deeper than the blackest sea | |
Emancipation serenity to be received | |
Release me | |
My mind all serene | |
My consciousness relieved | |
This is the only confession that I need | |
Enemies of mine | |
You shall be condemned | |
Imprisoned spirit of hate | |
Released when you' re dead | |
Dare me now | |
I' ll feel relief when you' re dead | |
Satisfaction, retribution | |
I shall smile when you' re dead | |
How many saw the pain I' d feel | |
No one saw | |
What could not be for real | |
I laugh in the face of humanity | |
Every oppression shall be scorned | |
Without you my mind would be free | |
Or I wish it would be | |
For every day in my life | |
Another dream to come true | |
And so many things to fulfill | |
And so much life and pain | |
And remorse to kill | |
Pain can be so sweet | |
Pain can be the sincerest thing | |
But in my heart the hatred grows | |
And crushes beauty viciously | |
As death can be so beautiful | |
But also insignificant | |
As in the most precious things | |
I writhe in disgust | |
A revered prism I am... | |
My eyes gather colors | |
And form it into total darkness | |
Inverted, twisted like me | |
As bright as the sun may shine | |
As black shines my mind | |
Enemies of mine | |
You shall be condemned | |
Imprisoned spirit of hate | |
Released when you' re dead | |
Dare me now | |
I' ll feel relief when you' re dead | |
Satisfaction, retribution | |
Maybe smile when you' re dead |
zuò qǔ : Sch lin | |
Anger seeds sown once in not buried past | |
Hatred grows | |
With the thoughts of a liberation | |
See my eyes and you shall see | |
They' re deeper than the blackest sea | |
Emancipation serenity to be received | |
Release me | |
My mind all serene | |
My consciousness relieved | |
This is the only confession that I need | |
Enemies of mine | |
You shall be condemned | |
Imprisoned spirit of hate | |
Released when you' re dead | |
Dare me now | |
I' ll feel relief when you' re dead | |
Satisfaction, retribution | |
I shall smile when you' re dead | |
How many saw the pain I' d feel | |
No one saw | |
What could not be for real | |
I laugh in the face of humanity | |
Every oppression shall be scorned | |
Without you my mind would be free | |
Or I wish it would be | |
For every day in my life | |
Another dream to come true | |
And so many things to fulfill | |
And so much life and pain | |
And remorse to kill | |
Pain can be so sweet | |
Pain can be the sincerest thing | |
But in my heart the hatred grows | |
And crushes beauty viciously | |
As death can be so beautiful | |
But also insignificant | |
As in the most precious things | |
I writhe in disgust | |
A revered prism I am... | |
My eyes gather colors | |
And form it into total darkness | |
Inverted, twisted like me | |
As bright as the sun may shine | |
As black shines my mind | |
Enemies of mine | |
You shall be condemned | |
Imprisoned spirit of hate | |
Released when you' re dead | |
Dare me now | |
I' ll feel relief when you' re dead | |
Satisfaction, retribution | |
Maybe smile when you' re dead |