Song | The Apex Within |
Artist | Hatebreed |
Album | The Concrete Confessional |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : James Jasta/Frank Novinec/Chris Beattie/Wayne Lozinak/Matthey P. Byrne | |
作曲 : James Jasta/Frank Novinec/Chris Beattie/Wayne Lozinak/Matthey P. Byrne | |
They seek out the sick, the weak and the lame | |
To find their flaws and scatter the bait | |
All joy will be buried for their primal urge | |
To lessen the strain and cull the herd | |
All they want is to silence the flock | |
More helpless prey in their endless hunt | |
We must be prepared, prepared to strike | |
In that moment they come knocking in the night | |
[Chorus] | |
Wolves don't lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
They awake baring teeth | |
From nights of predator dreams | |
Bare my teeth, shed my skin | |
Let me embrace the apex within | |
They hunger death, I'll give them more | |
Become the hunter with wolves at my door | |
Little do they know the hunt is now for them | |
This grey line between us growing so thin | |
Inclined to aggression with violence in mind | |
Are we too foolish to see the divide | |
[Chorus] | |
Wolves don't lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
Bare my teeth, shed my skin | |
And embrace the apex within | |
Wolves don't lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
They awake baring teeth | |
From nights of |
zuo ci : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
zuo qu : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
They seek out the sick, the weak and the lame | |
To find their flaws and scatter the bait | |
All joy will be buried for their primal urge | |
To lessen the strain and cull the herd | |
All they want is to silence the flock | |
More helpless prey in their endless hunt | |
We must be prepared, prepared to strike | |
In that moment they come knocking in the night | |
Chorus | |
Wolves don' t lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
They awake baring teeth | |
From nights of predator dreams | |
Bare my teeth, shed my skin | |
Let me embrace the apex within | |
They hunger death, I' ll give them more | |
Become the hunter with wolves at my door | |
Little do they know the hunt is now for them | |
This grey line between us growing so thin | |
Inclined to aggression with violence in mind | |
Are we too foolish to see the divide | |
Chorus | |
Wolves don' t lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
Bare my teeth, shed my skin | |
And embrace the apex within | |
Wolves don' t lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
They awake baring teeth | |
From nights of |
zuò cí : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
zuò qǔ : James Jasta Frank Novinec Chris Beattie Wayne Lozinak Matthey P. Byrne | |
They seek out the sick, the weak and the lame | |
To find their flaws and scatter the bait | |
All joy will be buried for their primal urge | |
To lessen the strain and cull the herd | |
All they want is to silence the flock | |
More helpless prey in their endless hunt | |
We must be prepared, prepared to strike | |
In that moment they come knocking in the night | |
Chorus | |
Wolves don' t lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
They awake baring teeth | |
From nights of predator dreams | |
Bare my teeth, shed my skin | |
Let me embrace the apex within | |
They hunger death, I' ll give them more | |
Become the hunter with wolves at my door | |
Little do they know the hunt is now for them | |
This grey line between us growing so thin | |
Inclined to aggression with violence in mind | |
Are we too foolish to see the divide | |
Chorus | |
Wolves don' t lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
Bare my teeth, shed my skin | |
And embrace the apex within | |
Wolves don' t lose sleep | |
Over the cries of sheep | |
They awake baring teeth | |
From nights of |