Song | The Angels (Cruciform) |
Artist | Christian Death |
Album | The Path Of Sorrows |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : R. Williams | |
作词 : R. Williams | |
R. Williams | |
Rubella, my love, some say we shall overcome | |
But the sickness bites hard | |
And yes, the razor's old | |
Their poisons braced in surrender | |
Killed every first born son | |
We were kneeling, dressed for burial, | |
Reaching for the knave | |
Heard voices laugh in the spirit at the | |
Plight of the living dead | |
A ghost at the bottom of my glass | |
Made it clear what they had said"His devil's hear in a tinder-box,this dog has turned away" | |
Well, I can't remember god when | |
I'm...And | |
I'm drunk all day(Chorus) | |
Before I leave you, bring the demon's on | |
Your beauty sleep brought to mind | |
A fever hung on the mid-wife's jaw(Chorus) repeat | |
Some said | |
I was wrong to dream that way | |
And some made light of death and sorrow | |
But death is glory...now |
zuo qu : R. Williams | |
zuo ci : R. Williams | |
R. Williams | |
Rubella, my love, some say we shall overcome | |
But the sickness bites hard | |
And yes, the razor' s old | |
Their poisons braced in surrender | |
Killed every first born son | |
We were kneeling, dressed for burial, | |
Reaching for the knave | |
Heard voices laugh in the spirit at the | |
Plight of the living dead | |
A ghost at the bottom of my glass | |
Made it clear what they had said" His devil' s hear in a tinderbox, this dog has turned away" | |
Well, I can' t remember god when | |
I' m... And | |
I' m drunk all day Chorus | |
Before I leave you, bring the demon' s on | |
Your beauty sleep brought to mind | |
A fever hung on the midwife' s jaw Chorus repeat | |
Some said | |
I was wrong to dream that way | |
And some made light of death and sorrow | |
But death is glory... now |
zuò qǔ : R. Williams | |
zuò cí : R. Williams | |
R. Williams | |
Rubella, my love, some say we shall overcome | |
But the sickness bites hard | |
And yes, the razor' s old | |
Their poisons braced in surrender | |
Killed every first born son | |
We were kneeling, dressed for burial, | |
Reaching for the knave | |
Heard voices laugh in the spirit at the | |
Plight of the living dead | |
A ghost at the bottom of my glass | |
Made it clear what they had said" His devil' s hear in a tinderbox, this dog has turned away" | |
Well, I can' t remember god when | |
I' m... And | |
I' m drunk all day Chorus | |
Before I leave you, bring the demon' s on | |
Your beauty sleep brought to mind | |
A fever hung on the midwife' s jaw Chorus repeat | |
Some said | |
I was wrong to dream that way | |
And some made light of death and sorrow | |
But death is glory... now |