Song | Horrorscope |
Artist | Overkill |
Album | Wrecking Your Neck [live] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
Critical moments pass as doctrines of fools will last | |
I am just trying to cope into my horrorscope | |
Through eyes and ears they bleed | |
Reciting their | |
Holy creed | |
Heeding but one request | |
The future is put to rest | |
Bless me in darkened days | |
Down to my knees | |
I prayI am just trying to cope | |
Within this horrorscope | |
In the wake of all frustration | |
I begin to loose control | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Bombs burst in the air | |
Burned in the fields of fire | |
Standing in the middle of nowhere | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Baptized in fields of fire | |
Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
This is your horrorscope | |
Words laced with blasphemy | |
Drip with sincerity | |
Falling into the plan like sacrificial lambs | |
Hearing the words and said | |
Rings like a nail to the head | |
Now I can see the stars | |
I know we have gone too far | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Bombs burst in the air | |
Baptized in fields of fire | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
So when all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
The change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
This is your horrorscope |
zuo ci : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
Critical moments pass as doctrines of fools will last | |
I am just trying to cope into my horrorscope | |
Through eyes and ears they bleed | |
Reciting their | |
Holy creed | |
Heeding but one request | |
The future is put to rest | |
Bless me in darkened days | |
Down to my knees | |
I prayI am just trying to cope | |
Within this horrorscope | |
In the wake of all frustration | |
I begin to loose control | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Bombs burst in the air | |
Burned in the fields of fire | |
Standing in the middle of nowhere | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Baptized in fields of fire | |
Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
This is your horrorscope | |
Words laced with blasphemy | |
Drip with sincerity | |
Falling into the plan like sacrificial lambs | |
Hearing the words and said | |
Rings like a nail to the head | |
Now I can see the stars | |
I know we have gone too far | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Bombs burst in the air | |
Baptized in fields of fire | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
So when all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
The change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
This is your horrorscope |
zuò cí : Cannavino, Ellsworth, Falck ... | |
Critical moments pass as doctrines of fools will last | |
I am just trying to cope into my horrorscope | |
Through eyes and ears they bleed | |
Reciting their | |
Holy creed | |
Heeding but one request | |
The future is put to rest | |
Bless me in darkened days | |
Down to my knees | |
I prayI am just trying to cope | |
Within this horrorscope | |
In the wake of all frustration | |
I begin to loose control | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Bombs burst in the air | |
Burned in the fields of fire | |
Standing in the middle of nowhere | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Baptized in fields of fire | |
Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
This is your horrorscope | |
Words laced with blasphemy | |
Drip with sincerity | |
Falling into the plan like sacrificial lambs | |
Hearing the words and said | |
Rings like a nail to the head | |
Now I can see the stars | |
I know we have gone too far | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Bombs burst in the air | |
Baptized in fields of fire | |
Watched as the weapons fired | |
Well the change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
So when all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
The change in here an' the future clear | |
I can feel it coming | |
So full of hate, its geting late | |
Yeah, I know its coming | |
When all the choice turned to just one voice | |
Yeah, the wind is turning | |
This is your horrorscope |