Song | In the Grip of Winter |
Artist | Autopsy |
Album | Mental Funeral |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Autopsy, Reifert | |
Let in the white | |
Nothing in sight | |
Stumbling thru the snow and ice | |
Blinded by forces you can't control | |
Just to stay alive your only goal | |
Caught within the grip of winter | |
Hyperberic nightmare reigns | |
A rotten hysteria sets in | |
Body goes numb as your brain | |
Legs go numb | |
Panic strikes | |
So you then light a fire | |
Put your legs in the flames | |
Hoping for a rush of pain | |
Flesh burns right to the core | |
Spits blood from every pore | |
Smell your skin peel away | |
For your life a small price to pay | |
Running in searing pain | |
Rational thoughts | |
Are quickly slain | |
Take in your last cold breath | |
As you fall to your backsnapping death |
zuo qu : Autopsy, Reifert | |
Let in the white | |
Nothing in sight | |
Stumbling thru the snow and ice | |
Blinded by forces you can' t control | |
Just to stay alive your only goal | |
Caught within the grip of winter | |
Hyperberic nightmare reigns | |
A rotten hysteria sets in | |
Body goes numb as your brain | |
Legs go numb | |
Panic strikes | |
So you then light a fire | |
Put your legs in the flames | |
Hoping for a rush of pain | |
Flesh burns right to the core | |
Spits blood from every pore | |
Smell your skin peel away | |
For your life a small price to pay | |
Running in searing pain | |
Rational thoughts | |
Are quickly slain | |
Take in your last cold breath | |
As you fall to your backsnapping death |
zuò qǔ : Autopsy, Reifert | |
Let in the white | |
Nothing in sight | |
Stumbling thru the snow and ice | |
Blinded by forces you can' t control | |
Just to stay alive your only goal | |
Caught within the grip of winter | |
Hyperberic nightmare reigns | |
A rotten hysteria sets in | |
Body goes numb as your brain | |
Legs go numb | |
Panic strikes | |
So you then light a fire | |
Put your legs in the flames | |
Hoping for a rush of pain | |
Flesh burns right to the core | |
Spits blood from every pore | |
Smell your skin peel away | |
For your life a small price to pay | |
Running in searing pain | |
Rational thoughts | |
Are quickly slain | |
Take in your last cold breath | |
As you fall to your backsnapping death |