作曲 : Darkwell, Wurzer | |
In my shallow grave | |
I see the pictures of the past | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
My final ballot I have to cast | |
The time in a short span | |
The poets call it life | |
Notions are to ban | |
The fortune is a dive | |
My last glance | |
No foul hope | |
It is the hearts last dance | |
I shouldn't have taken the rope | |
In my shallow grave | |
I will enslave my mind | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
Needless creatures of my kind | |
What will await me | |
Exists the divine claw? | |
I feel the undertow | |
The last thing that I saw | |
My last glance... | |
What was the preachers plight | |
Where is the promised truth | |
I see no heavens might | |
No, my existence will fuse | |
In my shallow grave | |
I see the pictures of the past | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
My hopes have been vast |
zuo qu : Darkwell, Wurzer | |
In my shallow grave | |
I see the pictures of the past | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
My final ballot I have to cast | |
The time in a short span | |
The poets call it life | |
Notions are to ban | |
The fortune is a dive | |
My last glance | |
No foul hope | |
It is the hearts last dance | |
I shouldn' t have taken the rope | |
In my shallow grave | |
I will enslave my mind | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
Needless creatures of my kind | |
What will await me | |
Exists the divine claw? | |
I feel the undertow | |
The last thing that I saw | |
My last glance... | |
What was the preachers plight | |
Where is the promised truth | |
I see no heavens might | |
No, my existence will fuse | |
In my shallow grave | |
I see the pictures of the past | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
My hopes have been vast |
zuò qǔ : Darkwell, Wurzer | |
In my shallow grave | |
I see the pictures of the past | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
My final ballot I have to cast | |
The time in a short span | |
The poets call it life | |
Notions are to ban | |
The fortune is a dive | |
My last glance | |
No foul hope | |
It is the hearts last dance | |
I shouldn' t have taken the rope | |
In my shallow grave | |
I will enslave my mind | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
Needless creatures of my kind | |
What will await me | |
Exists the divine claw? | |
I feel the undertow | |
The last thing that I saw | |
My last glance... | |
What was the preachers plight | |
Where is the promised truth | |
I see no heavens might | |
No, my existence will fuse | |
In my shallow grave | |
I see the pictures of the past | |
All the anger starts to rave | |
My hopes have been vast |