Song | Land Of Blood |
Artist | Death Angel |
Album | The Art Of Dying |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cavestany, Galeon, Pepa | |
You live in your private hell | |
Don't know if you're sick or well | |
Something out there calls your name | |
Too insecure to enter the game | |
Life to you is a magazine | |
All dreams are on a silver screen | |
You never want to grow | |
Seeds of hate are all that you sow | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
Gold rays of sun, sea of blue | |
Hide the pain that you're going trough | |
You can never aspire | |
When inside lives the heart of a liar | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? |
zuo ci : Cavestany, Galeon, Pepa | |
You live in your private hell | |
Don' t know if you' re sick or well | |
Something out there calls your name | |
Too insecure to enter the game | |
Life to you is a magazine | |
All dreams are on a silver screen | |
You never want to grow | |
Seeds of hate are all that you sow | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
Gold rays of sun, sea of blue | |
Hide the pain that you' re going trough | |
You can never aspire | |
When inside lives the heart of a liar | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? |
zuò cí : Cavestany, Galeon, Pepa | |
You live in your private hell | |
Don' t know if you' re sick or well | |
Something out there calls your name | |
Too insecure to enter the game | |
Life to you is a magazine | |
All dreams are on a silver screen | |
You never want to grow | |
Seeds of hate are all that you sow | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
Gold rays of sun, sea of blue | |
Hide the pain that you' re going trough | |
You can never aspire | |
When inside lives the heart of a liar | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? | |
Land of blood, fields of greed | |
So many choices, broken dreams | |
Anything can happen and always does | |
Can you adapt when the going gets rough? |