Song | Hell Is |
Artist | Overkill |
Album | Immortalis |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ellsworth, Verni | |
Sweeter, then you leave me | |
Hanging on a circle | |
Nine to the center of eternity divine | |
And if you don't believe me | |
Sorrow has a purpose | |
Forgiving indiscretions, left for me the blind | |
And when the judgement rendered | |
Incapacitation | |
Forever is just nothing when your trading it for time | |
Angel on my shoulder | |
Devil in my pocket | |
I'm just doing fine, on the line | |
Hell is, for the not like them | |
All fired up and ready for the promised land | |
Hell is, for the other man | |
All fired up, doing the best he can | |
Attendance is required | |
For those less inspired | |
Patience is a vice counting one through nine | |
And if it was desire | |
That brings you into fire | |
The outer rings are knocking | |
For the very last time | |
All the souls are grieving | |
Murderers are thieving | |
Suffer at the core is a friend of mine | |
Angel on my shoulder | |
Devil hot and colder | |
I'm just doing fine, on the line | |
We condemn, false accusation | |
We condemn, man's liberation | |
We condemn, no reservation | |
We condemn, abomination | |
We condemn, all accusation | |
We condemn, man's innovation | |
We condemn, no reservation | |
We condemn, abomination | |
Bitter as you grieve me, never did you believe me | |
Judgement at the center of eternity divine | |
Contentment is illusive, religiously intrusive | |
Tell me where to go, tell me where to sign | |
An when the child's finished | |
And the man diminished | |
Remember that he is still a friend of mine | |
Angel in my pocket, devil on a rocket | |
I'm just doing fine |
zuo ci : Ellsworth, Verni | |
Sweeter, then you leave me | |
Hanging on a circle | |
Nine to the center of eternity divine | |
And if you don' t believe me | |
Sorrow has a purpose | |
Forgiving indiscretions, left for me the blind | |
And when the judgement rendered | |
Incapacitation | |
Forever is just nothing when your trading it for time | |
Angel on my shoulder | |
Devil in my pocket | |
I' m just doing fine, on the line | |
Hell is, for the not like them | |
All fired up and ready for the promised land | |
Hell is, for the other man | |
All fired up, doing the best he can | |
Attendance is required | |
For those less inspired | |
Patience is a vice counting one through nine | |
And if it was desire | |
That brings you into fire | |
The outer rings are knocking | |
For the very last time | |
All the souls are grieving | |
Murderers are thieving | |
Suffer at the core is a friend of mine | |
Angel on my shoulder | |
Devil hot and colder | |
I' m just doing fine, on the line | |
We condemn, false accusation | |
We condemn, man' s liberation | |
We condemn, no reservation | |
We condemn, abomination | |
We condemn, all accusation | |
We condemn, man' s innovation | |
We condemn, no reservation | |
We condemn, abomination | |
Bitter as you grieve me, never did you believe me | |
Judgement at the center of eternity divine | |
Contentment is illusive, religiously intrusive | |
Tell me where to go, tell me where to sign | |
An when the child' s finished | |
And the man diminished | |
Remember that he is still a friend of mine | |
Angel in my pocket, devil on a rocket | |
I' m just doing fine |
zuò cí : Ellsworth, Verni | |
Sweeter, then you leave me | |
Hanging on a circle | |
Nine to the center of eternity divine | |
And if you don' t believe me | |
Sorrow has a purpose | |
Forgiving indiscretions, left for me the blind | |
And when the judgement rendered | |
Incapacitation | |
Forever is just nothing when your trading it for time | |
Angel on my shoulder | |
Devil in my pocket | |
I' m just doing fine, on the line | |
Hell is, for the not like them | |
All fired up and ready for the promised land | |
Hell is, for the other man | |
All fired up, doing the best he can | |
Attendance is required | |
For those less inspired | |
Patience is a vice counting one through nine | |
And if it was desire | |
That brings you into fire | |
The outer rings are knocking | |
For the very last time | |
All the souls are grieving | |
Murderers are thieving | |
Suffer at the core is a friend of mine | |
Angel on my shoulder | |
Devil hot and colder | |
I' m just doing fine, on the line | |
We condemn, false accusation | |
We condemn, man' s liberation | |
We condemn, no reservation | |
We condemn, abomination | |
We condemn, all accusation | |
We condemn, man' s innovation | |
We condemn, no reservation | |
We condemn, abomination | |
Bitter as you grieve me, never did you believe me | |
Judgement at the center of eternity divine | |
Contentment is illusive, religiously intrusive | |
Tell me where to go, tell me where to sign | |
An when the child' s finished | |
And the man diminished | |
Remember that he is still a friend of mine | |
Angel in my pocket, devil on a rocket | |
I' m just doing fine |