Song | Sadistic Magician |
Artist | Municipal Waste |
Album | The Art of Partying |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Municipal Waste | |
Unraveling the gruesome nest of tales | |
Sadistic Magician | |
A crime scene set left to resemble hell | |
Sadistic Magician | |
A brain consumed obsessed within itself | |
Sadistic Magician | |
Lives left wreaked to cast the perfect spell | |
I cannot run, I cannot see | |
All I know is death is surrounding me | |
Tied down and trapped | |
Someone set me free | |
No chance to escape, nowhere to flee | |
The smell of burning flesh fills up the lungs | |
The sound of chanting ringing through your ears | |
Your voice is lost from screaming out for help | |
It feels like you have been here trapped for years | |
Convinced that this will be the final outcome | |
You're pleading for it now so you can rest | |
Instead he's trapped here in the hands of a maniac | |
Who's convinced he's a sorcerer of death | |
Thick smoke completely filled up his enclosure | |
The blade is getting closer to the throat | |
Your life begins to flash before your own very eyes | |
And slips away as you begin to choke |
zuo qu : Municipal Waste | |
Unraveling the gruesome nest of tales | |
Sadistic Magician | |
A crime scene set left to resemble hell | |
Sadistic Magician | |
A brain consumed obsessed within itself | |
Sadistic Magician | |
Lives left wreaked to cast the perfect spell | |
I cannot run, I cannot see | |
All I know is death is surrounding me | |
Tied down and trapped | |
Someone set me free | |
No chance to escape, nowhere to flee | |
The smell of burning flesh fills up the lungs | |
The sound of chanting ringing through your ears | |
Your voice is lost from screaming out for help | |
It feels like you have been here trapped for years | |
Convinced that this will be the final outcome | |
You' re pleading for it now so you can rest | |
Instead he' s trapped here in the hands of a maniac | |
Who' s convinced he' s a sorcerer of death | |
Thick smoke completely filled up his enclosure | |
The blade is getting closer to the throat | |
Your life begins to flash before your own very eyes | |
And slips away as you begin to choke |
zuò qǔ : Municipal Waste | |
Unraveling the gruesome nest of tales | |
Sadistic Magician | |
A crime scene set left to resemble hell | |
Sadistic Magician | |
A brain consumed obsessed within itself | |
Sadistic Magician | |
Lives left wreaked to cast the perfect spell | |
I cannot run, I cannot see | |
All I know is death is surrounding me | |
Tied down and trapped | |
Someone set me free | |
No chance to escape, nowhere to flee | |
The smell of burning flesh fills up the lungs | |
The sound of chanting ringing through your ears | |
Your voice is lost from screaming out for help | |
It feels like you have been here trapped for years | |
Convinced that this will be the final outcome | |
You' re pleading for it now so you can rest | |
Instead he' s trapped here in the hands of a maniac | |
Who' s convinced he' s a sorcerer of death | |
Thick smoke completely filled up his enclosure | |
The blade is getting closer to the throat | |
Your life begins to flash before your own very eyes | |
And slips away as you begin to choke |