Song | The Scourger |
Artist | Tarot |
Album | For the Glory of Nothing |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hietala, Tarot | |
I've seen the marvels of the molten flesh | |
I've smelt the wired nerves burn | |
I've been at the barriers of endless time | |
I've felt the knives of pleasure turn the bloodless wounds pulsing with energy crack myself open, | |
I'll have to set it free in me... the scourger there are things | |
I never thought | |
I would see the shredded one will say all right? the scourger the better me fell to the blight, | |
I was cursed anyway | |
I've ripped my nails climbing the razorwalls | |
I've grown new ones of steel | |
I've skipped the conscience and it's nagging calls | |
I've thrown over th unreal the third eye, the lizard mind cries victory split myself open, | |
I'll have to set it free. |
zuo qu : Hietala, Tarot | |
I' ve seen the marvels of the molten flesh | |
I' ve smelt the wired nerves burn | |
I' ve been at the barriers of endless time | |
I' ve felt the knives of pleasure turn the bloodless wounds pulsing with energy crack myself open, | |
I' ll have to set it free in me... the scourger there are things | |
I never thought | |
I would see the shredded one will say all right? the scourger the better me fell to the blight, | |
I was cursed anyway | |
I' ve ripped my nails climbing the razorwalls | |
I' ve grown new ones of steel | |
I' ve skipped the conscience and it' s nagging calls | |
I' ve thrown over th unreal the third eye, the lizard mind cries victory split myself open, | |
I' ll have to set it free. |
zuò qǔ : Hietala, Tarot | |
I' ve seen the marvels of the molten flesh | |
I' ve smelt the wired nerves burn | |
I' ve been at the barriers of endless time | |
I' ve felt the knives of pleasure turn the bloodless wounds pulsing with energy crack myself open, | |
I' ll have to set it free in me... the scourger there are things | |
I never thought | |
I would see the shredded one will say all right? the scourger the better me fell to the blight, | |
I was cursed anyway | |
I' ve ripped my nails climbing the razorwalls | |
I' ve grown new ones of steel | |
I' ve skipped the conscience and it' s nagging calls | |
I' ve thrown over th unreal the third eye, the lizard mind cries victory split myself open, | |
I' ll have to set it free. |