Song | Exalt |
Artist | Whitechapel |
Album | This Is Exile |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bozeman, Whitechapel | |
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice | |
What's done is done and what's dead is dead | |
I have my colony united for commemoration, listen | |
My proposal slowly manifested | |
Pleading as if | |
I care for a worthless excuse | |
Imminent I am to a victory | |
All who deny, shall burn alive | |
No time for weak states of mind | |
So wake up | |
His awakening is near | |
The stipulation is obvious | |
Kneel before me or be cast down | |
How I hope you feel the magnitude | |
Kneel before me or be cast down | |
How oblivious could one be | |
Humiliated are the false allies | |
Infidel, into the fiery depths you go | |
Bring me the head of treachery and greed | |
I won't let this escape my grasp | |
No time for weak states of mind | |
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice | |
So wake up |
zuo qu : Bozeman, Whitechapel | |
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice | |
What' s done is done and what' s dead is dead | |
I have my colony united for commemoration, listen | |
My proposal slowly manifested | |
Pleading as if | |
I care for a worthless excuse | |
Imminent I am to a victory | |
All who deny, shall burn alive | |
No time for weak states of mind | |
So wake up | |
His awakening is near | |
The stipulation is obvious | |
Kneel before me or be cast down | |
How I hope you feel the magnitude | |
Kneel before me or be cast down | |
How oblivious could one be | |
Humiliated are the false allies | |
Infidel, into the fiery depths you go | |
Bring me the head of treachery and greed | |
I won' t let this escape my grasp | |
No time for weak states of mind | |
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice | |
So wake up |
zuò qǔ : Bozeman, Whitechapel | |
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice | |
What' s done is done and what' s dead is dead | |
I have my colony united for commemoration, listen | |
My proposal slowly manifested | |
Pleading as if | |
I care for a worthless excuse | |
Imminent I am to a victory | |
All who deny, shall burn alive | |
No time for weak states of mind | |
So wake up | |
His awakening is near | |
The stipulation is obvious | |
Kneel before me or be cast down | |
How I hope you feel the magnitude | |
Kneel before me or be cast down | |
How oblivious could one be | |
Humiliated are the false allies | |
Infidel, into the fiery depths you go | |
Bring me the head of treachery and greed | |
I won' t let this escape my grasp | |
No time for weak states of mind | |
I have no patience for a cowardly prejudice | |
So wake up |