Song | Heaven Nor Hell |
Artist | Volbeat |
Album | Beyond Hell / Above Heaven |
作词 : POULSEN, MICHAEL | |
Well, I've heard that the devil's walking around | |
I sold my soul way down in the dirt | |
But stole it back and forever in debt | |
And for a moment | |
I don't even care | |
Until I feel his breath at my neck | |
And maybe even you can feel it too | |
He's on a strike and looking at you | |
Holding onto his words, but baby | |
I saw an angel become the devil | |
Still they look pretty good hand in hand | |
Well baby, | |
I don't need any of them | |
Heaven nor hell | |
Well, I've heard that the morning star of a prince | |
Was invoked on a | |
Monday on earth | |
I found his business card in the mud | |
And for a moment | |
I don't even care | |
Until I feel his breath at my neck | |
And maybe even you can feel it too | |
He's on a strike and looking at you | |
Holding onto his words, but baby | |
I saw an angel become the devil | |
Still they look pretty good hand in hand | |
Well baby, | |
I don't need any of them | |
Heaven nor hell | |
Evil came down on earth | |
And it beholds more than you love | |
More than you love | |
Heaven don't fall on earth | |
What you behold is no longer a word | |
No longer a word | |
Well, I've heard that the devil's walking around | |
I sold my soul way down in the dirt | |
But stole it back and forever in debt | |
And for a moment | |
I don't even care | |
Until I feel his breath at my neck | |
And maybe even you can feel it too | |
He's on a strike and looking at you | |
Holding onto his words, but baby | |
I saw an angel become the devil | |
Still they look pretty good hand in hand | |
Well baby, | |
I don't need any of them | |
Heaven nor hell |
zuò cí : POULSEN, MICHAEL | |
Well, I' ve heard that the devil' s walking around | |
I sold my soul way down in the dirt | |
But stole it back and forever in debt | |
And for a moment | |
I don' t even care | |
Until I feel his breath at my neck | |
And maybe even you can feel it too | |
He' s on a strike and looking at you | |
Holding onto his words, but baby | |
I saw an angel become the devil | |
Still they look pretty good hand in hand | |
Well baby, | |
I don' t need any of them | |
Heaven nor hell | |
Well, I' ve heard that the morning star of a prince | |
Was invoked on a | |
Monday on earth | |
I found his business card in the mud | |
And for a moment | |
I don' t even care | |
Until I feel his breath at my neck | |
And maybe even you can feel it too | |
He' s on a strike and looking at you | |
Holding onto his words, but baby | |
I saw an angel become the devil | |
Still they look pretty good hand in hand | |
Well baby, | |
I don' t need any of them | |
Heaven nor hell | |
Evil came down on earth | |
And it beholds more than you love | |
More than you love | |
Heaven don' t fall on earth | |
What you behold is no longer a word | |
No longer a word | |
Well, I' ve heard that the devil' s walking around | |
I sold my soul way down in the dirt | |
But stole it back and forever in debt | |
And for a moment | |
I don' t even care | |
Until I feel his breath at my neck | |
And maybe even you can feel it too | |
He' s on a strike and looking at you | |
Holding onto his words, but baby | |
I saw an angel become the devil | |
Still they look pretty good hand in hand | |
Well baby, | |
I don' t need any of them | |
Heaven nor hell |