Song | A World Bewitched |
Artist | Wolf |
Album | Black Wings |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Wolf | |
Dark ages and a shadow of death | |
Swiped across the land | |
A man of his time and a man of the law | |
Spread fear among the masses | |
On and on, from place to place | |
His mission carried on | |
In medieval madness | |
Destroy all witchcraft | |
Pain - I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain - taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
No one is innocent no one is pure | |
Those words we do not know | |
Let God's will be done, there's no time to waste | |
Get on with the test make haste | |
We got methods to make you talk | |
Prepare the burning stake | |
The heat of the fire reveals the liar | |
Pain - I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain - taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
Come fire, come blood | |
Wash the sin away | |
Purified in purgatory | |
My holy law justifies my greed | |
Men's taste for blood | |
Justifies my deeds | |
The work is done no one has won | |
But an arbitrary law | |
With a peculiar pride and a guinea smile | |
Collect your silver and go | |
Travel on with your holy fire | |
But bear these words in mind | |
The truth meets the liar | |
You'll reap what you saw | |
Pain - I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain - taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
Black witches burn | |
You all will burn | |
Now witches burn | |
In pain |
zuo qu : Wolf | |
Dark ages and a shadow of death | |
Swiped across the land | |
A man of his time and a man of the law | |
Spread fear among the masses | |
On and on, from place to place | |
His mission carried on | |
In medieval madness | |
Destroy all witchcraft | |
Pain I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
No one is innocent no one is pure | |
Those words we do not know | |
Let God' s will be done, there' s no time to waste | |
Get on with the test make haste | |
We got methods to make you talk | |
Prepare the burning stake | |
The heat of the fire reveals the liar | |
Pain I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
Come fire, come blood | |
Wash the sin away | |
Purified in purgatory | |
My holy law justifies my greed | |
Men' s taste for blood | |
Justifies my deeds | |
The work is done no one has won | |
But an arbitrary law | |
With a peculiar pride and a guinea smile | |
Collect your silver and go | |
Travel on with your holy fire | |
But bear these words in mind | |
The truth meets the liar | |
You' ll reap what you saw | |
Pain I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
Black witches burn | |
You all will burn | |
Now witches burn | |
In pain |
zuò qǔ : Wolf | |
Dark ages and a shadow of death | |
Swiped across the land | |
A man of his time and a man of the law | |
Spread fear among the masses | |
On and on, from place to place | |
His mission carried on | |
In medieval madness | |
Destroy all witchcraft | |
Pain I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
No one is innocent no one is pure | |
Those words we do not know | |
Let God' s will be done, there' s no time to waste | |
Get on with the test make haste | |
We got methods to make you talk | |
Prepare the burning stake | |
The heat of the fire reveals the liar | |
Pain I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
Come fire, come blood | |
Wash the sin away | |
Purified in purgatory | |
My holy law justifies my greed | |
Men' s taste for blood | |
Justifies my deeds | |
The work is done no one has won | |
But an arbitrary law | |
With a peculiar pride and a guinea smile | |
Collect your silver and go | |
Travel on with your holy fire | |
But bear these words in mind | |
The truth meets the liar | |
You' ll reap what you saw | |
Pain I need your pain | |
The mark of your blood will tell me | |
Confess the truth | |
Pain taste my pain | |
No use to resist, make it easy | |
Confess my truth | |
Black witches burn | |
You all will burn | |
Now witches burn | |
In pain |