Pushing Through The Pass Lyrics
| Song | Pushing Through The Pass |
| Artist | Paths of Possession |
| Album | The End Of The Hour |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Butman ... | |
| Someplace in a dominant time, | |
| We mend the break in the weak frontline. | |
| Waist deep in knowledge that will save us. | |
| Overrun by the yellow dogs. | |
| Pray for salvation from napalm gods. | |
| Bubbling skin always brings a smile to my face. | |
| Fall back to the rear; the cowards arrive with numbers overwhelming. | |
| They are swarming from beneath the ground. | |
| I will let you pass | |
| Somehow I make it through. | |
| Pushing through | |
| As I carve my miseries, reminders in my flesh | |
| Pushing through. | |
| Another glimpse of reality, another glimpse I must endure. | |
| Pushing through | |
| I find horrid visions when my life starts to fade | |
| Pushing through | |
| They all point to something, I cannot see quite yet. | |
| All through this land, the signs, the end of man | |
| It is approaching and until then...you'll pass. | |
| When I cut my life drains away | |
| An open gate to the end of days | |
| Can it be that all these things will come? | |
| I will call upon you | |
| Everyday flatlines in grey | |
| A dance with death..a gamble | |
| Someday my eyes will never wake again | |
| I will call upon you | |
| I will let you pass |
| zuo qu : Butman ... | |
| Someplace in a dominant time, | |
| We mend the break in the weak frontline. | |
| Waist deep in knowledge that will save us. | |
| Overrun by the yellow dogs. | |
| Pray for salvation from napalm gods. | |
| Bubbling skin always brings a smile to my face. | |
| Fall back to the rear the cowards arrive with numbers overwhelming. | |
| They are swarming from beneath the ground. | |
| I will let you pass | |
| Somehow I make it through. | |
| Pushing through | |
| As I carve my miseries, reminders in my flesh | |
| Pushing through. | |
| Another glimpse of reality, another glimpse I must endure. | |
| Pushing through | |
| I find horrid visions when my life starts to fade | |
| Pushing through | |
| They all point to something, I cannot see quite yet. | |
| All through this land, the signs, the end of man | |
| It is approaching and until then... you' ll pass. | |
| When I cut my life drains away | |
| An open gate to the end of days | |
| Can it be that all these things will come? | |
| I will call upon you | |
| Everyday flatlines in grey | |
| A dance with death.. a gamble | |
| Someday my eyes will never wake again | |
| I will call upon you | |
| I will let you pass |
| zuò qǔ : Butman ... | |
| Someplace in a dominant time, | |
| We mend the break in the weak frontline. | |
| Waist deep in knowledge that will save us. | |
| Overrun by the yellow dogs. | |
| Pray for salvation from napalm gods. | |
| Bubbling skin always brings a smile to my face. | |
| Fall back to the rear the cowards arrive with numbers overwhelming. | |
| They are swarming from beneath the ground. | |
| I will let you pass | |
| Somehow I make it through. | |
| Pushing through | |
| As I carve my miseries, reminders in my flesh | |
| Pushing through. | |
| Another glimpse of reality, another glimpse I must endure. | |
| Pushing through | |
| I find horrid visions when my life starts to fade | |
| Pushing through | |
| They all point to something, I cannot see quite yet. | |
| All through this land, the signs, the end of man | |
| It is approaching and until then... you' ll pass. | |
| When I cut my life drains away | |
| An open gate to the end of days | |
| Can it be that all these things will come? | |
| I will call upon you | |
| Everyday flatlines in grey | |
| A dance with death.. a gamble | |
| Someday my eyes will never wake again | |
| I will call upon you | |
| I will let you pass |
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