Song | Our Own Grave |
Artist | All Shall Perish |
Album | Hate.Malice.Revenge |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : All Shall Perish | |
My ever waking contempt | |
for our sick way of life | |
steals from me any last hope | |
for us as a species | |
To survive ourselves | |
I watch us breed, | |
I watch us drown in our oily | |
Seas of greed | |
forever lost... | |
A time before the machine | |
manufactured ideals pushed onus all day a | |
Few shall dictate as we fall | |
Disillusioned I tear away | |
all the bullshit fed to me every day | |
Choking As I'm smothered | |
in the media Swarms of pressured thoughts | |
distorted truths are your words for me | |
Manufactured ideals pushed On us all | |
a few shall decide as we all fall | |
disillusioned I tear away | |
All the bullshit fed to me Everyday | |
our world stands on its last withering legs | |
and I struggle to | |
Find a reason to care | |
For your pained screams are echoed in the laughter of those | |
who seal Our fate... | |
they seal our fate | |
My ever waking contempt for our sick way of life steals | |
from me any Last hope for... | |
Survival of us | |
As a species lost | |
I watch us dig our grave | |
our own ****ing grave |
zuo qu : All Shall Perish | |
My ever waking contempt | |
for our sick way of life | |
steals from me any last hope | |
for us as a species | |
To survive ourselves | |
I watch us breed, | |
I watch us drown in our oily | |
Seas of greed | |
forever lost... | |
A time before the machine | |
manufactured ideals pushed onus all day a | |
Few shall dictate as we fall | |
Disillusioned I tear away | |
all the bullshit fed to me every day | |
Choking As I' m smothered | |
in the media Swarms of pressured thoughts | |
distorted truths are your words for me | |
Manufactured ideals pushed On us all | |
a few shall decide as we all fall | |
disillusioned I tear away | |
All the bullshit fed to me Everyday | |
our world stands on its last withering legs | |
and I struggle to | |
Find a reason to care | |
For your pained screams are echoed in the laughter of those | |
who seal Our fate... | |
they seal our fate | |
My ever waking contempt for our sick way of life steals | |
from me any Last hope for... | |
Survival of us | |
As a species lost | |
I watch us dig our grave | |
our own ing grave |
zuò qǔ : All Shall Perish | |
My ever waking contempt | |
for our sick way of life | |
steals from me any last hope | |
for us as a species | |
To survive ourselves | |
I watch us breed, | |
I watch us drown in our oily | |
Seas of greed | |
forever lost... | |
A time before the machine | |
manufactured ideals pushed onus all day a | |
Few shall dictate as we fall | |
Disillusioned I tear away | |
all the bullshit fed to me every day | |
Choking As I' m smothered | |
in the media Swarms of pressured thoughts | |
distorted truths are your words for me | |
Manufactured ideals pushed On us all | |
a few shall decide as we all fall | |
disillusioned I tear away | |
All the bullshit fed to me Everyday | |
our world stands on its last withering legs | |
and I struggle to | |
Find a reason to care | |
For your pained screams are echoed in the laughter of those | |
who seal Our fate... | |
they seal our fate | |
My ever waking contempt for our sick way of life steals | |
from me any Last hope for... | |
Survival of us | |
As a species lost | |
I watch us dig our grave | |
our own ing grave |