Song | Crying for Death |
Artist | Morbid Saint |
Album | Thrashaholic |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Morbid Saint | |
Dying to live a life | |
That is real | |
No one can imagine | |
The pain that I feel | |
Vulgar impressions | |
Of death in my mind | |
Insane intentions | |
For victims I find | |
Can't take - the pain for much longer | |
Can't take - the life that I lead | |
Can't take - the pain it grows stronger | |
Can't fake - my mind is soon dead | |
Crying for death | |
I feel no pain for you | |
Pounding vibrations | |
Of death in the air | |
Crying for death, no mercy | |
No agony, crying for death | |
Feeling the fingers of | |
Death on your throat | |
Stricken with terror | |
My fingers so cold | |
Grasping reality | |
Your life on the line | |
Look into my eyes | |
Now you are mine |
zuo qu : Morbid Saint | |
Dying to live a life | |
That is real | |
No one can imagine | |
The pain that I feel | |
Vulgar impressions | |
Of death in my mind | |
Insane intentions | |
For victims I find | |
Can' t take the pain for much longer | |
Can' t take the life that I lead | |
Can' t take the pain it grows stronger | |
Can' t fake my mind is soon dead | |
Crying for death | |
I feel no pain for you | |
Pounding vibrations | |
Of death in the air | |
Crying for death, no mercy | |
No agony, crying for death | |
Feeling the fingers of | |
Death on your throat | |
Stricken with terror | |
My fingers so cold | |
Grasping reality | |
Your life on the line | |
Look into my eyes | |
Now you are mine |
zuò qǔ : Morbid Saint | |
Dying to live a life | |
That is real | |
No one can imagine | |
The pain that I feel | |
Vulgar impressions | |
Of death in my mind | |
Insane intentions | |
For victims I find | |
Can' t take the pain for much longer | |
Can' t take the life that I lead | |
Can' t take the pain it grows stronger | |
Can' t fake my mind is soon dead | |
Crying for death | |
I feel no pain for you | |
Pounding vibrations | |
Of death in the air | |
Crying for death, no mercy | |
No agony, crying for death | |
Feeling the fingers of | |
Death on your throat | |
Stricken with terror | |
My fingers so cold | |
Grasping reality | |
Your life on the line | |
Look into my eyes | |
Now you are mine |