Song | Loathe |
Artist | Cryptopsy |
Album | Whisper Supremacy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo | |
Loathe | |
Apprenticeship to my duty | |
Learner of a higher magnitude | |
A scholar at producing pain | |
Don't forget to include | |
A masters in brutality | |
Enjoy to be, my next fatality | |
Some call me a fiend | |
A ghoul of gore | |
I'm gonna settle the score | |
You lecherous, squabbling mongrel | |
Have you suffered enough? | |
Bled all over yourself? | |
It's a shame to see you spill | |
All that rotting swill | |
Seemed as though you've delved | |
Into an unwelcoming predicament | |
Enough to wipe that smile | |
Off your shitgrin face | |
Beaten down dog | |
Pungent urine stench | |
Streams of disgust | |
Puddles spread to lakes | |
Boot to face intakes | |
I loathe, I loathe you | |
You're sickening | |
How I laugh at your discomfort | |
Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? | |
I'll squeeze it tight | |
No room for air | |
Down there | |
Redesigning the blueprints to madness | |
Slab of meat bruised and bloodless | |
Feel my wrath, feel my wrath | |
You're wiped away | |
I pity you not | |
You cease to exist | |
Pointless to resist | |
Your medicine |
zuo ci : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo | |
Loathe | |
Apprenticeship to my duty | |
Learner of a higher magnitude | |
A scholar at producing pain | |
Don' t forget to include | |
A masters in brutality | |
Enjoy to be, my next fatality | |
Some call me a fiend | |
A ghoul of gore | |
I' m gonna settle the score | |
You lecherous, squabbling mongrel | |
Have you suffered enough? | |
Bled all over yourself? | |
It' s a shame to see you spill | |
All that rotting swill | |
Seemed as though you' ve delved | |
Into an unwelcoming predicament | |
Enough to wipe that smile | |
Off your shitgrin face | |
Beaten down dog | |
Pungent urine stench | |
Streams of disgust | |
Puddles spread to lakes | |
Boot to face intakes | |
I loathe, I loathe you | |
You' re sickening | |
How I laugh at your discomfort | |
Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? | |
I' ll squeeze it tight | |
No room for air | |
Down there | |
Redesigning the blueprints to madness | |
Slab of meat bruised and bloodless | |
Feel my wrath, feel my wrath | |
You' re wiped away | |
I pity you not | |
You cease to exist | |
Pointless to resist | |
Your medicine |
zuò cí : Cryptopsy, DiSalvo | |
Loathe | |
Apprenticeship to my duty | |
Learner of a higher magnitude | |
A scholar at producing pain | |
Don' t forget to include | |
A masters in brutality | |
Enjoy to be, my next fatality | |
Some call me a fiend | |
A ghoul of gore | |
I' m gonna settle the score | |
You lecherous, squabbling mongrel | |
Have you suffered enough? | |
Bled all over yourself? | |
It' s a shame to see you spill | |
All that rotting swill | |
Seemed as though you' ve delved | |
Into an unwelcoming predicament | |
Enough to wipe that smile | |
Off your shitgrin face | |
Beaten down dog | |
Pungent urine stench | |
Streams of disgust | |
Puddles spread to lakes | |
Boot to face intakes | |
I loathe, I loathe you | |
You' re sickening | |
How I laugh at your discomfort | |
Are your teeth settling down the throat alright? | |
I' ll squeeze it tight | |
No room for air | |
Down there | |
Redesigning the blueprints to madness | |
Slab of meat bruised and bloodless | |
Feel my wrath, feel my wrath | |
You' re wiped away | |
I pity you not | |
You cease to exist | |
Pointless to resist | |
Your medicine |