Song | Thorn To Pieces |
Artist | Grave |
Album | Back From The Grave |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Seeking the answers to my state of mind | |
Can I go on with the demons inside? | |
Trying to rid ¡ë㤠é these thoughts | |
The urge to kill for pleasure is so strong | |
So I do it again | |
Nothing else seems to mind | |
Blood on my hands and blood on my mind | |
That's the way that | |
I spend my days | |
The war that rages inside of me | |
Is always won by the dark half of me | |
So I do it again | |
Cause they told me again | |
Never will | |
I spare your feeble life | |
On your knees they will find you | |
Thorn to pieces | |
Never will | |
I shed a tear for you | |
Or the ones yet to come | |
War against those who cross my path | |
War against those who deny the dark | |
Blood on my hands and blood on my mind | |
As I hunt down the next one in line | |
Never will | |
I spare your feeble life | |
On your knees they will find you | |
Thorn to pieces | |
Never will | |
I shed a tear for you | |
Or the ones yet to come |
Seeking the answers to my state of mind | |
Can I go on with the demons inside? | |
Trying to rid e these thoughts | |
The urge to kill for pleasure is so strong | |
So I do it again | |
Nothing else seems to mind | |
Blood on my hands and blood on my mind | |
That' s the way that | |
I spend my days | |
The war that rages inside of me | |
Is always won by the dark half of me | |
So I do it again | |
Cause they told me again | |
Never will | |
I spare your feeble life | |
On your knees they will find you | |
Thorn to pieces | |
Never will | |
I shed a tear for you | |
Or the ones yet to come | |
War against those who cross my path | |
War against those who deny the dark | |
Blood on my hands and blood on my mind | |
As I hunt down the next one in line | |
Never will | |
I spare your feeble life | |
On your knees they will find you | |
Thorn to pieces | |
Never will | |
I shed a tear for you | |
Or the ones yet to come |
Seeking the answers to my state of mind | |
Can I go on with the demons inside? | |
Trying to rid é these thoughts | |
The urge to kill for pleasure is so strong | |
So I do it again | |
Nothing else seems to mind | |
Blood on my hands and blood on my mind | |
That' s the way that | |
I spend my days | |
The war that rages inside of me | |
Is always won by the dark half of me | |
So I do it again | |
Cause they told me again | |
Never will | |
I spare your feeble life | |
On your knees they will find you | |
Thorn to pieces | |
Never will | |
I shed a tear for you | |
Or the ones yet to come | |
War against those who cross my path | |
War against those who deny the dark | |
Blood on my hands and blood on my mind | |
As I hunt down the next one in line | |
Never will | |
I spare your feeble life | |
On your knees they will find you | |
Thorn to pieces | |
Never will | |
I shed a tear for you | |
Or the ones yet to come |