Song | Faerie Tale |
Artist | Venom |
Album | Temples of Ice |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bray, Dolan, Dunn | |
Gather round and listen to | |
The tales | |
I have to tell | |
Of demons, death and misery | |
In this wonderland called | |
HellThe things that children dream of | |
Are present in this land | |
Look in my eyes and trust me | |
Come take my hand | |
The looking glass doth break | |
Revealing all inside | |
A land of joy and misery | |
No place for you to hide | |
We are your darkest fears | |
Faerie tale, nightmare fantasy | |
Keeper or souls, stealer or breath | |
The legions, revel in ecstasy | |
The nightmares that awake you | |
Believe that they are real | |
The demons laugh and feast upon | |
The children's hearts they steal | |
Tempted into darkness | |
By those who would be true | |
Lured and deceived | |
By the evil that we do | |
Sugar and spice and everything nice | |
Fortune favors the chosen few | |
Laughter and tears, heartache and tears | |
Emotional torture inside of you | |
Sing a song of sixpence | |
Mummy's going to die | |
Daddy is the devil | |
And baby's going to cry | |
You're safe with me | |
You wait with bated breath | |
The pied piper plays his song | |
Come follow to your death |
zuo ci : Bray, Dolan, Dunn | |
Gather round and listen to | |
The tales | |
I have to tell | |
Of demons, death and misery | |
In this wonderland called | |
HellThe things that children dream of | |
Are present in this land | |
Look in my eyes and trust me | |
Come take my hand | |
The looking glass doth break | |
Revealing all inside | |
A land of joy and misery | |
No place for you to hide | |
We are your darkest fears | |
Faerie tale, nightmare fantasy | |
Keeper or souls, stealer or breath | |
The legions, revel in ecstasy | |
The nightmares that awake you | |
Believe that they are real | |
The demons laugh and feast upon | |
The children' s hearts they steal | |
Tempted into darkness | |
By those who would be true | |
Lured and deceived | |
By the evil that we do | |
Sugar and spice and everything nice | |
Fortune favors the chosen few | |
Laughter and tears, heartache and tears | |
Emotional torture inside of you | |
Sing a song of sixpence | |
Mummy' s going to die | |
Daddy is the devil | |
And baby' s going to cry | |
You' re safe with me | |
You wait with bated breath | |
The pied piper plays his song | |
Come follow to your death |
zuò cí : Bray, Dolan, Dunn | |
Gather round and listen to | |
The tales | |
I have to tell | |
Of demons, death and misery | |
In this wonderland called | |
HellThe things that children dream of | |
Are present in this land | |
Look in my eyes and trust me | |
Come take my hand | |
The looking glass doth break | |
Revealing all inside | |
A land of joy and misery | |
No place for you to hide | |
We are your darkest fears | |
Faerie tale, nightmare fantasy | |
Keeper or souls, stealer or breath | |
The legions, revel in ecstasy | |
The nightmares that awake you | |
Believe that they are real | |
The demons laugh and feast upon | |
The children' s hearts they steal | |
Tempted into darkness | |
By those who would be true | |
Lured and deceived | |
By the evil that we do | |
Sugar and spice and everything nice | |
Fortune favors the chosen few | |
Laughter and tears, heartache and tears | |
Emotional torture inside of you | |
Sing a song of sixpence | |
Mummy' s going to die | |
Daddy is the devil | |
And baby' s going to cry | |
You' re safe with me | |
You wait with bated breath | |
The pied piper plays his song | |
Come follow to your death |