Song | Filthgrinder |
Artist | Satyricon |
Album | Rebel Extravaganza |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Satyricon | |
Fitlhgrinder, no-love machine, cleaner unknown to remorse and pity cynical, electrical fucking murderer | |
What a scenery, the heavy pulsebeat of the | |
Unholy Alliance and the white fear | |
Take a look around and understand, (that) your days are numbered the demon on the | |
Wall and the ticking clock closing in (on that final) grasp for air, do you still believe? | |
The future beast is rising and tyranny has come for 777 years reach out for mercy, it's just a bygone anyway | |
Filthgrinder - practice aggression | |
Filthgrinder - protect the wealth of the | |
Elite Filthgrinder - tremble upon the ugly | |
Trueborn creature, twist that | |
Firm grasp of yours like in days of old | |
He can feel it, he knows they can't to be in league with the underworld can't be mistaken you don't believe, you know! | |
He chants a primitive gospel, so very hard | |
Yeah! The mechanisms of destructive behaviour can be an artform in itself | |
The beast risen represents no so called dark mercy evil knows no good, good knows no evil but a saviour he is in all forms, but religious a | |
Grand engine carrying years of built up | |
Hatred and | |
Powers. You know that, isn't that why | |
I can smell your fear? | |
Your heart trying to rip its way through your chest | |
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen form the collective hatred of an oppressed people. | |
A people representing | |
Pride, Dignity and | |
Honour! |
zuo ci : Satyricon | |
Fitlhgrinder, nolove machine, cleaner unknown to remorse and pity cynical, electrical fucking murderer | |
What a scenery, the heavy pulsebeat of the | |
Unholy Alliance and the white fear | |
Take a look around and understand, that your days are numbered the demon on the | |
Wall and the ticking clock closing in on that final grasp for air, do you still believe? | |
The future beast is rising and tyranny has come for 777 years reach out for mercy, it' s just a bygone anyway | |
Filthgrinder practice aggression | |
Filthgrinder protect the wealth of the | |
Elite Filthgrinder tremble upon the ugly | |
Trueborn creature, twist that | |
Firm grasp of yours like in days of old | |
He can feel it, he knows they can' t to be in league with the underworld can' t be mistaken you don' t believe, you know! | |
He chants a primitive gospel, so very hard | |
Yeah! The mechanisms of destructive behaviour can be an artform in itself | |
The beast risen represents no so called dark mercy evil knows no good, good knows no evil but a saviour he is in all forms, but religious a | |
Grand engine carrying years of built up | |
Hatred and | |
Powers. You know that, isn' t that why | |
I can smell your fear? | |
Your heart trying to rip its way through your chest | |
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen form the collective hatred of an oppressed people. | |
A people representing | |
Pride, Dignity and | |
Honour! |
zuò cí : Satyricon | |
Fitlhgrinder, nolove machine, cleaner unknown to remorse and pity cynical, electrical fucking murderer | |
What a scenery, the heavy pulsebeat of the | |
Unholy Alliance and the white fear | |
Take a look around and understand, that your days are numbered the demon on the | |
Wall and the ticking clock closing in on that final grasp for air, do you still believe? | |
The future beast is rising and tyranny has come for 777 years reach out for mercy, it' s just a bygone anyway | |
Filthgrinder practice aggression | |
Filthgrinder protect the wealth of the | |
Elite Filthgrinder tremble upon the ugly | |
Trueborn creature, twist that | |
Firm grasp of yours like in days of old | |
He can feel it, he knows they can' t to be in league with the underworld can' t be mistaken you don' t believe, you know! | |
He chants a primitive gospel, so very hard | |
Yeah! The mechanisms of destructive behaviour can be an artform in itself | |
The beast risen represents no so called dark mercy evil knows no good, good knows no evil but a saviour he is in all forms, but religious a | |
Grand engine carrying years of built up | |
Hatred and | |
Powers. You know that, isn' t that why | |
I can smell your fear? | |
Your heart trying to rip its way through your chest | |
Fitlhgrinder a beastified being risen form the collective hatred of an oppressed people. | |
A people representing | |
Pride, Dignity and | |
Honour! |