Song | Stabbed in the Throat |
Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mazurkiewicz, OBrien | |
As the blood begins to gush out the side of your neck | |
I thrust my cold steel into your face, you're closer to death | |
A twelve inch blade will help decide your ultimate fate | |
This summons to die has been given to you for accepting my hate | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived | |
Vocal cords twitching, esophagus severed, a hemorrhaging brain | |
Your lacerated jugular vein is spurting away | |
As mortality fades | |
I am ready to flay your whole body and head | |
Vigorously carving this fresh human flesh, | |
I am one with the dead | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived | |
I'm chewing bloody skin from the cadaver | |
Consuming lifeless meat, mangled and tattered | |
Half-eaten corpse lies skinless in the gutter | |
I am revitalized | |
Odium, embedded in my skull | |
To kill and eat your prey a way of nature | |
The taste of death must consciously be savored | |
My cannibal existence never dangered | |
Just look into my eyes | |
Subjugate, intensity to blame | |
Gnawing on the head, sliced to fucking shreds | |
Knife to the gullet results in cessation | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived |
zuo ci : Mazurkiewicz, OBrien | |
As the blood begins to gush out the side of your neck | |
I thrust my cold steel into your face, you' re closer to death | |
A twelve inch blade will help decide your ultimate fate | |
This summons to die has been given to you for accepting my hate | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived | |
Vocal cords twitching, esophagus severed, a hemorrhaging brain | |
Your lacerated jugular vein is spurting away | |
As mortality fades | |
I am ready to flay your whole body and head | |
Vigorously carving this fresh human flesh, | |
I am one with the dead | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived | |
I' m chewing bloody skin from the cadaver | |
Consuming lifeless meat, mangled and tattered | |
Halfeaten corpse lies skinless in the gutter | |
I am revitalized | |
Odium, embedded in my skull | |
To kill and eat your prey a way of nature | |
The taste of death must consciously be savored | |
My cannibal existence never dangered | |
Just look into my eyes | |
Subjugate, intensity to blame | |
Gnawing on the head, sliced to fucking shreds | |
Knife to the gullet results in cessation | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived |
zuò cí : Mazurkiewicz, OBrien | |
As the blood begins to gush out the side of your neck | |
I thrust my cold steel into your face, you' re closer to death | |
A twelve inch blade will help decide your ultimate fate | |
This summons to die has been given to you for accepting my hate | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived | |
Vocal cords twitching, esophagus severed, a hemorrhaging brain | |
Your lacerated jugular vein is spurting away | |
As mortality fades | |
I am ready to flay your whole body and head | |
Vigorously carving this fresh human flesh, | |
I am one with the dead | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived | |
I' m chewing bloody skin from the cadaver | |
Consuming lifeless meat, mangled and tattered | |
Halfeaten corpse lies skinless in the gutter | |
I am revitalized | |
Odium, embedded in my skull | |
To kill and eat your prey a way of nature | |
The taste of death must consciously be savored | |
My cannibal existence never dangered | |
Just look into my eyes | |
Subjugate, intensity to blame | |
Gnawing on the head, sliced to fucking shreds | |
Knife to the gullet results in cessation | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill | |
You must die for me to survive | |
Stabbed in the throat | |
I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife | |
Your body is now life deprived |