作曲 : Mercenary | |
Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
Hanging by the shred of life that we lost | |
Greet the pain, meet the nails | |
That we thrust into your chest | |
Now it's time for you to repay us | |
Never judge me | |
It fuels my hatred | |
Join the searching | |
And lead the bloodshed | |
We will track you down and nail you | |
Unto the cross with thorns | |
We will do this with precision | |
Make sure you'll regret you were born | |
Only when you ask forgiveness | |
We may pretend that we care | |
Yeah sure | |
You my friend represent the sickness | |
And we shall be the cure | |
We shall be the healers of our time | |
Strike back, twice as hard then proceed | |
Can you feel the hate that flows divine | |
And soon the world belongs to me | |
Never judge me | |
It fuels my hatred | |
Join the searching | |
And lead the bloodshed | |
Now you bow your head in shame | |
So where's your power, sinner | |
Your weakening becomes my gain | |
And this you shall repent | |
Alas the hourglass of life | |
Is destroyed beyond repair | |
Never ever speak my name | |
Or I'll cast you in despair | |
Beware | |
I'll cast you in despair | |
Save your soul | |
In a world hate center we reign | |
Save yourself | |
In a world hate center of pain | |
Save them all | |
In a world hate center we're torn | |
Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
This time the world belongs to us |
zuo qu : Mercenary | |
Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
Hanging by the shred of life that we lost | |
Greet the pain, meet the nails | |
That we thrust into your chest | |
Now it' s time for you to repay us | |
Never judge me | |
It fuels my hatred | |
Join the searching | |
And lead the bloodshed | |
We will track you down and nail you | |
Unto the cross with thorns | |
We will do this with precision | |
Make sure you' ll regret you were born | |
Only when you ask forgiveness | |
We may pretend that we care | |
Yeah sure | |
You my friend represent the sickness | |
And we shall be the cure | |
We shall be the healers of our time | |
Strike back, twice as hard then proceed | |
Can you feel the hate that flows divine | |
And soon the world belongs to me | |
Never judge me | |
It fuels my hatred | |
Join the searching | |
And lead the bloodshed | |
Now you bow your head in shame | |
So where' s your power, sinner | |
Your weakening becomes my gain | |
And this you shall repent | |
Alas the hourglass of life | |
Is destroyed beyond repair | |
Never ever speak my name | |
Or I' ll cast you in despair | |
Beware | |
I' ll cast you in despair | |
Save your soul | |
In a world hate center we reign | |
Save yourself | |
In a world hate center of pain | |
Save them all | |
In a world hate center we' re torn | |
Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
This time the world belongs to us |
zuò qǔ : Mercenary | |
Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
Hanging by the shred of life that we lost | |
Greet the pain, meet the nails | |
That we thrust into your chest | |
Now it' s time for you to repay us | |
Never judge me | |
It fuels my hatred | |
Join the searching | |
And lead the bloodshed | |
We will track you down and nail you | |
Unto the cross with thorns | |
We will do this with precision | |
Make sure you' ll regret you were born | |
Only when you ask forgiveness | |
We may pretend that we care | |
Yeah sure | |
You my friend represent the sickness | |
And we shall be the cure | |
We shall be the healers of our time | |
Strike back, twice as hard then proceed | |
Can you feel the hate that flows divine | |
And soon the world belongs to me | |
Never judge me | |
It fuels my hatred | |
Join the searching | |
And lead the bloodshed | |
Now you bow your head in shame | |
So where' s your power, sinner | |
Your weakening becomes my gain | |
And this you shall repent | |
Alas the hourglass of life | |
Is destroyed beyond repair | |
Never ever speak my name | |
Or I' ll cast you in despair | |
Beware | |
I' ll cast you in despair | |
Save your soul | |
In a world hate center we reign | |
Save yourself | |
In a world hate center of pain | |
Save them all | |
In a world hate center we' re torn | |
Now do you feel respectable on the cross? | |
This time the world belongs to us |