Song | Death Is Inevitable |
Artist | Sacred Oath |
Album | Darkness Visible |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Thorne | |
Don't stand up for what you believe | |
You might disappear | |
Won't go get yourself a reprieve | |
From the threat of fear | |
Hope that dream is fading away | |
And you're awake in hell | |
Dope won't make it all go away | |
But you never can tell . . . | |
Your death is inevitable | |
Shout, but your voice can't be heard | |
Your mouth is moving but I can't make the words . . . | |
Fight, but I can't feel the pain | |
That's why we call it a game | |
Kill, come on and do it again | |
You'll make it real, the only question is when. | |
Your death it's inevitable | |
Your brain it's inedible | |
Shout, but your voice can't be heard | |
Your mouth is moving but I can't make the words . . . | |
Fight, but I can't feel the pain | |
That's why we call it a game | |
Kill, come on and do it again | |
You'll make it real, the only question is when. | |
Your death it's inevitable | |
Your brain it's inedible | |
If I were to look inside your head | |
For conviction or truth | |
I'd come back empty-handed | |
Save for one rotten wisdom tooth | |
And if I looked into your heart | |
For peace or enlightenment | |
I'd find a wicked history | |
That not even I could prevent. | |
Do you want your life back? | |
Do you want to live? |
zuo qu : Thorne | |
Don' t stand up for what you believe | |
You might disappear | |
Won' t go get yourself a reprieve | |
From the threat of fear | |
Hope that dream is fading away | |
And you' re awake in hell | |
Dope won' t make it all go away | |
But you never can tell . . . | |
Your death is inevitable | |
Shout, but your voice can' t be heard | |
Your mouth is moving but I can' t make the words . . . | |
Fight, but I can' t feel the pain | |
That' s why we call it a game | |
Kill, come on and do it again | |
You' ll make it real, the only question is when. | |
Your death it' s inevitable | |
Your brain it' s inedible | |
Shout, but your voice can' t be heard | |
Your mouth is moving but I can' t make the words . . . | |
Fight, but I can' t feel the pain | |
That' s why we call it a game | |
Kill, come on and do it again | |
You' ll make it real, the only question is when. | |
Your death it' s inevitable | |
Your brain it' s inedible | |
If I were to look inside your head | |
For conviction or truth | |
I' d come back emptyhanded | |
Save for one rotten wisdom tooth | |
And if I looked into your heart | |
For peace or enlightenment | |
I' d find a wicked history | |
That not even I could prevent. | |
Do you want your life back? | |
Do you want to live? |
zuò qǔ : Thorne | |
Don' t stand up for what you believe | |
You might disappear | |
Won' t go get yourself a reprieve | |
From the threat of fear | |
Hope that dream is fading away | |
And you' re awake in hell | |
Dope won' t make it all go away | |
But you never can tell . . . | |
Your death is inevitable | |
Shout, but your voice can' t be heard | |
Your mouth is moving but I can' t make the words . . . | |
Fight, but I can' t feel the pain | |
That' s why we call it a game | |
Kill, come on and do it again | |
You' ll make it real, the only question is when. | |
Your death it' s inevitable | |
Your brain it' s inedible | |
Shout, but your voice can' t be heard | |
Your mouth is moving but I can' t make the words . . . | |
Fight, but I can' t feel the pain | |
That' s why we call it a game | |
Kill, come on and do it again | |
You' ll make it real, the only question is when. | |
Your death it' s inevitable | |
Your brain it' s inedible | |
If I were to look inside your head | |
For conviction or truth | |
I' d come back emptyhanded | |
Save for one rotten wisdom tooth | |
And if I looked into your heart | |
For peace or enlightenment | |
I' d find a wicked history | |
That not even I could prevent. | |
Do you want your life back? | |
Do you want to live? |