Return of the Geishmal Undead

Song	Return of the Geishmal Undead
Artist	Destroy Destroy Destroy
Album	Battle Sluts

	作曲 : Kemp, Scott
	Do you hear it, creaks of the oars?
	Do you fear them, rowing in the skies?
	Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war
	How do you kill a spectre with a sword?
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	In their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	Cursed are the streets
	That run red with the blood of children
	And the guts of war
	The Geishmal undead
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	In their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	Their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	No spoils were taken
	For their own
	Pleasure is in the cold-blooded
	Slip between flesh and bone
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	In their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	Their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead

	zuò qǔ : Kemp, Scott
	Do you hear it, creaks of the oars?
	Do you fear them, rowing in the skies?
	Undead warriors that are blessed to fight for eternal spoils of terror and war
	How do you kill a spectre with a sword?
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	In their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	Cursed are the streets
	That run red with the blood of children
	And the guts of war
	The Geishmal undead
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	In their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	Their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	No spoils were taken
	For their own
	Pleasure is in the coldblooded
	Slip between flesh and bone
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice but shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	In their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead
	They come to rage
	They fight with blades
	Cold as ice, shears flesh just the same
	They soar the night in haunted skies
	Their ship of doom
	The Geishmal undead