Song | Feel the Darkness |
Artist | Dismember |
Album | God That Never Was |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Estby | |
Pure origin of lethality | |
Vengeance calling | |
The casket embrace | |
Might keep me from falling | |
The shout I was born to answer | |
Prepared to slay | |
Stealing the cry from your tounge | |
As the world turns grey | |
Feel the darkness withing | |
The sickest mind in battle wins | |
To survive and to kill | |
Bullets with a purpose to kill | |
In search of a mental sanctuary - | |
Gun resting at the temple pointing towards | |
The source of murderous thoughts | |
Be it that after killing my enemies - | |
The only one left to kill is myself | |
Lunacy Profound and raging | |
Beyond control | |
The time of the assassin | |
Taking its toll | |
Death will precede me like a shadow | |
Poisoned with hate | |
Joined by the truth of a gun | |
As it seals our fate | |
Feel the darkness spreading its wings |
zuo ci : Estby | |
Pure origin of lethality | |
Vengeance calling | |
The casket embrace | |
Might keep me from falling | |
The shout I was born to answer | |
Prepared to slay | |
Stealing the cry from your tounge | |
As the world turns grey | |
Feel the darkness withing | |
The sickest mind in battle wins | |
To survive and to kill | |
Bullets with a purpose to kill | |
In search of a mental sanctuary | |
Gun resting at the temple pointing towards | |
The source of murderous thoughts | |
Be it that after killing my enemies | |
The only one left to kill is myself | |
Lunacy Profound and raging | |
Beyond control | |
The time of the assassin | |
Taking its toll | |
Death will precede me like a shadow | |
Poisoned with hate | |
Joined by the truth of a gun | |
As it seals our fate | |
Feel the darkness spreading its wings |
zuò cí : Estby | |
Pure origin of lethality | |
Vengeance calling | |
The casket embrace | |
Might keep me from falling | |
The shout I was born to answer | |
Prepared to slay | |
Stealing the cry from your tounge | |
As the world turns grey | |
Feel the darkness withing | |
The sickest mind in battle wins | |
To survive and to kill | |
Bullets with a purpose to kill | |
In search of a mental sanctuary | |
Gun resting at the temple pointing towards | |
The source of murderous thoughts | |
Be it that after killing my enemies | |
The only one left to kill is myself | |
Lunacy Profound and raging | |
Beyond control | |
The time of the assassin | |
Taking its toll | |
Death will precede me like a shadow | |
Poisoned with hate | |
Joined by the truth of a gun | |
As it seals our fate | |
Feel the darkness spreading its wings |