Song | The Beautiful Wound |
Artist | At the Gates |
Album | Terminal Spirit Disease |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : At The Gates, Bjorler ... | |
My veins they are open | |
And yours to fill | |
My sinsAin't easy to kill | |
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped | |
We sleep in different nights ugly and | |
Drugged, rotten to the core but i | |
Just can't let this die | |
My intellect bund | |
My will amputated | |
It's a sweet little need | |
Your need to be hated | |
Ugly, drugged and fevered | |
By bitterness warped | |
Your beauty rages through my veins | |
Declaring war | |
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped | |
Stab your darkness into me | |
Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core | |
I see a truth you cannot see | |
As smooth as the skin | |
The skin of fire | |
I'm at the mercy of urges | |
You're my funeral dyre |
zuo ci : At The Gates, Bjorler ... | |
My veins they are open | |
And yours to fill | |
My sinsAin' t easy to kill | |
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped | |
We sleep in different nights ugly and | |
Drugged, rotten to the core but i | |
Just can' t let this die | |
My intellect bund | |
My will amputated | |
It' s a sweet little need | |
Your need to be hated | |
Ugly, drugged and fevered | |
By bitterness warped | |
Your beauty rages through my veins | |
Declaring war | |
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped | |
Stab your darkness into me | |
Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core | |
I see a truth you cannot see | |
As smooth as the skin | |
The skin of fire | |
I' m at the mercy of urges | |
You' re my funeral dyre |
zuò cí : At The Gates, Bjorler ... | |
My veins they are open | |
And yours to fill | |
My sinsAin' t easy to kill | |
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped | |
We sleep in different nights ugly and | |
Drugged, rotten to the core but i | |
Just can' t let this die | |
My intellect bund | |
My will amputated | |
It' s a sweet little need | |
Your need to be hated | |
Ugly, drugged and fevered | |
By bitterness warped | |
Your beauty rages through my veins | |
Declaring war | |
Drowning in love, by bitterness warped | |
Stab your darkness into me | |
Ugly and drugged, rotten to the core | |
I see a truth you cannot see | |
As smooth as the skin | |
The skin of fire | |
I' m at the mercy of urges | |
You' re my funeral dyre |