| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Trivium |
| [00:02.00] | Trivium - Throes of Perdition |
| [00:12.00] | |
| [00:22.00] | @ @ |
| [00:32.00] | |
| [00:43.50] | Blind-folded and gagged, stood waiting |
| [00:47.68] | With the whole world: my firing squad |
| [00:51.88] | At the edge of the world I'm faced out |
| [00:56.04] | Staring the sun right in the eye |
| [00:59.85] | Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill |
| [01:03.87] | Excrement drooling down their chins |
| [01:07.07] | Atop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hell-mouth |
| [01:11.19] | The rabid foam crashes hard on its teeth |
| [01:14.92] | Their mouth's salivate |
| [01:18.44] | Fantasizing my gruesome ending |
| [01:22.32] | This world looks down upon |
| [01:25.90] | A man who can stand on his own two feet |
| [01:30.26] | As they're feeding their guns: "ready, aim" |
| [01:34.45] | They say I'll live, if I die for their cause |
| [01:38.18] | Living under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon fool |
| [01:41.89] | They fear who leads and will kill to stay still |
| [01:45.81] | Their mouth's salivate |
| [01:49.35] | Fantasizing my gruesome ending |
| [01:53.25] | This world looks down upon |
| [01:57.01] | A man who can stand on his own two feet |
| [02:01.55] | Without eating from their claws |
| [02:05.39] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [02:08.47] | But this Hells so cold |
| [02:10.51] | Pull another knife out |
| [02:13.04] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [02:15.84] | When my back is full |
| [02:17.98] | Turn me around to face it |
| [02:20.22] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [02:23.66] | But this Hells so cold |
| [02:25.73] | Pull another knife out |
| [02:28.30] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [02:31.21] | When my back is full |
| [02:33.40] | Turn me around to face it |
| [02:35.90] | Such melancholy, burning the stars from skies |
| [02:42.85] | As we melt, drowning inside their bloodied eyes |
| [02:50.55] | Hope is ravaged, running from lacerations |
| [02:58.14] | Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die |
| [03:06.99] | Die... |
| [03:22.38] | |
| [04:07.58] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:11.16] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:13.36] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:15.49] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:18.59] | When my back is full |
| [04:20.74] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:23.25] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:26.86] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:28.50] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:30.81] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:34.02] | When my back is full |
| [04:36.16] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:38.38] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:41.55] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:43.75] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:46.20] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:49.27] | When my back is full |
| [04:51.41] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:54.15] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:57.03] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:59.30] | Pull another knife out |
| [05:01.71] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [05:04.76] | When my back is full |
| [05:06.85] | Turn me around to face it |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:25.53] | Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die |
| [05:38.38] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Trivium |
| [00:02.00] | Trivium Throes of Perdition |
| [00:12.00] | |
| [00:22.00] | |
| [00:32.00] | |
| [00:43.50] | Blindfolded and gagged, stood waiting |
| [00:47.68] | With the whole world: my firing squad |
| [00:51.88] | At the edge of the world I' m faced out |
| [00:56.04] | Staring the sun right in the eye |
| [00:59.85] | Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill |
| [01:03.87] | Excrement drooling down their chins |
| [01:07.07] | Atop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hellmouth |
| [01:11.19] | The rabid foam crashes hard on its teeth |
| [01:14.92] | Their mouth' s salivate |
| [01:18.44] | Fantasizing my gruesome ending |
| [01:22.32] | This world looks down upon |
| [01:25.90] | A man who can stand on his own two feet |
| [01:30.26] | As they' re feeding their guns: " ready, aim" |
| [01:34.45] | They say I' ll live, if I die for their cause |
| [01:38.18] | Living under the rule of fellow CroMagnon fool |
| [01:41.89] | They fear who leads and will kill to stay still |
| [01:45.81] | Their mouth' s salivate |
| [01:49.35] | Fantasizing my gruesome ending |
| [01:53.25] | This world looks down upon |
| [01:57.01] | A man who can stand on his own two feet |
| [02:01.55] | Without eating from their claws |
| [02:05.39] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [02:08.47] | But this Hells so cold |
| [02:10.51] | Pull another knife out |
| [02:13.04] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [02:15.84] | When my back is full |
| [02:17.98] | Turn me around to face it |
| [02:20.22] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [02:23.66] | But this Hells so cold |
| [02:25.73] | Pull another knife out |
| [02:28.30] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [02:31.21] | When my back is full |
| [02:33.40] | Turn me around to face it |
| [02:35.90] | Such melancholy, burning the stars from skies |
| [02:42.85] | As we melt, drowning inside their bloodied eyes |
| [02:50.55] | Hope is ravaged, running from lacerations |
| [02:58.14] | Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die |
| [03:06.99] | Die... |
| [03:22.38] | |
| [04:07.58] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:11.16] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:13.36] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:15.49] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:18.59] | When my back is full |
| [04:20.74] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:23.25] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:26.86] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:28.50] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:30.81] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:34.02] | When my back is full |
| [04:36.16] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:38.38] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:41.55] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:43.75] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:46.20] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:49.27] | When my back is full |
| [04:51.41] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:54.15] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:57.03] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:59.30] | Pull another knife out |
| [05:01.71] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [05:04.76] | When my back is full |
| [05:06.85] | Turn me around to face it |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:25.53] | Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die |
| [05:38.38] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Trivium |
| [00:02.00] | Trivium Throes of Perdition |
| [00:12.00] | |
| [00:22.00] | |
| [00:32.00] | |
| [00:43.50] | Blindfolded and gagged, stood waiting |
| [00:47.68] | With the whole world: my firing squad |
| [00:51.88] | At the edge of the world I' m faced out |
| [00:56.04] | Staring the sun right in the eye |
| [00:59.85] | Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill |
| [01:03.87] | Excrement drooling down their chins |
| [01:07.07] | Atop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hellmouth |
| [01:11.19] | The rabid foam crashes hard on its teeth |
| [01:14.92] | Their mouth' s salivate |
| [01:18.44] | Fantasizing my gruesome ending |
| [01:22.32] | This world looks down upon |
| [01:25.90] | A man who can stand on his own two feet |
| [01:30.26] | As they' re feeding their guns: " ready, aim" |
| [01:34.45] | They say I' ll live, if I die for their cause |
| [01:38.18] | Living under the rule of fellow CroMagnon fool |
| [01:41.89] | They fear who leads and will kill to stay still |
| [01:45.81] | Their mouth' s salivate |
| [01:49.35] | Fantasizing my gruesome ending |
| [01:53.25] | This world looks down upon |
| [01:57.01] | A man who can stand on his own two feet |
| [02:01.55] | Without eating from their claws |
| [02:05.39] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [02:08.47] | But this Hells so cold |
| [02:10.51] | Pull another knife out |
| [02:13.04] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [02:15.84] | When my back is full |
| [02:17.98] | Turn me around to face it |
| [02:20.22] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [02:23.66] | But this Hells so cold |
| [02:25.73] | Pull another knife out |
| [02:28.30] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [02:31.21] | When my back is full |
| [02:33.40] | Turn me around to face it |
| [02:35.90] | Such melancholy, burning the stars from skies |
| [02:42.85] | As we melt, drowning inside their bloodied eyes |
| [02:50.55] | Hope is ravaged, running from lacerations |
| [02:58.14] | Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die |
| [03:06.99] | Die... |
| [03:22.38] | |
| [04:07.58] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:11.16] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:13.36] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:15.49] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:18.59] | When my back is full |
| [04:20.74] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:23.25] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:26.86] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:28.50] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:30.81] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:34.02] | When my back is full |
| [04:36.16] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:38.38] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:41.55] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:43.75] | Pull another knife out |
| [04:46.20] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [04:49.27] | When my back is full |
| [04:51.41] | Turn me around to face it |
| [04:54.15] | Life feels quite like Hell should |
| [04:57.03] | But this Hells so cold |
| [04:59.30] | Pull another knife out |
| [05:01.71] | Stick it with rest of them |
| [05:04.76] | When my back is full |
| [05:06.85] | Turn me around to face it |
| [05:11.16] | |
| [05:25.53] | Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die |
| [05:38.38] |
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