Song | The Art Of Immolation |
Artist | God Dethroned |
Album | The Grand Grimoire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : God Dethroned, Henri | |
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? | |
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep | |
Spots of black and blue, dance before your eyes, you're not hypnotized | |
you're just dead | |
The blade of my sword seperates the bones in your back and in your neck | |
The art of immolation | |
I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead | |
You can't believe it, when you see me, but it's really me, believe me | |
Yes. I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead. | |
Take my hand and I'll take your miserable ****ing life | |
Slaughtered, you're just slaughtered. | |
you dare not to resist me | |
slaughtered, you're just slaughtered | |
You feeble mortal worm | |
The art of immolation | |
[lead - Henri] | |
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? | |
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep | |
You fail to scream for your breath is cut away from your throat | |
just like your head |
zuo ci : God Dethroned, Henri | |
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? | |
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep | |
Spots of black and blue, dance before your eyes, you' re not hypnotized | |
you' re just dead | |
The blade of my sword seperates the bones in your back and in your neck | |
The art of immolation | |
I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead | |
You can' t believe it, when you see me, but it' s really me, believe me | |
Yes. I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead. | |
Take my hand and I' ll take your miserable ing life | |
Slaughtered, you' re just slaughtered. | |
you dare not to resist me | |
slaughtered, you' re just slaughtered | |
You feeble mortal worm | |
The art of immolation | |
lead Henri | |
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? | |
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep | |
You fail to scream for your breath is cut away from your throat | |
just like your head |
zuò cí : God Dethroned, Henri | |
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? | |
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep | |
Spots of black and blue, dance before your eyes, you' re not hypnotized | |
you' re just dead | |
The blade of my sword seperates the bones in your back and in your neck | |
The art of immolation | |
I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead | |
You can' t believe it, when you see me, but it' s really me, believe me | |
Yes. I am Jack. I bring you to the land of the dead. | |
Take my hand and I' ll take your miserable ing life | |
Slaughtered, you' re just slaughtered. | |
you dare not to resist me | |
slaughtered, you' re just slaughtered | |
You feeble mortal worm | |
The art of immolation | |
lead Henri | |
Do you feel the jaws of my bastardsword when I stab you in the back? | |
Frost in your spine, immunes you from all pain into a peaceful sleep | |
You fail to scream for your breath is cut away from your throat | |
just like your head |