Remorse Is For The Dead Lyrics
| Song | Remorse Is For The Dead |
| Artist | Lamb of God |
| Album | Ashes Of The Wake |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Adler, Blythe, Campbell ... | |
| The dirty lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain | |
| Too many nights raising hell worked a | |
| Little all too well | |
| Constructed a monument to denial and excess | |
| Sunk so low, crawled so far back there's nowhere | |
| Left to regress | |
| If these walls could talk, they would tell | |
| A horror story | |
| Never-ending winter, violence and infidelity | |
| Shadows fall through broken panes | |
| Careless words that are filled with hate | |
| Just enough to keep it together, never enough | |
| To make it work | |
| All the tongues here are forked | |
| We are a hailstorm of broken glass, follow the | |
| Path of least expectance | |
| A huge stinking pile of sick, pile it higher and | |
| Higher | |
| Light the match, start the fire | |
| Level this place until nothings left and take us with it | |
| Surroundings are irate. Crack of dawn brings | |
| Naught but pain | |
| Resentment steadily grows | |
| Laughing in the gallows | |
| Full throttle determined to fail, pedal to the | |
| Metal asleep at the wheel | |
| We are the lucky ones, welcome home | |
| Poisoned nerves and a bloody antidote | |
| Violence is not an aberration, Its a rule | |
| Dying beyond the pale | |
| Your beatings will continue until my morale improves | |
| I don't hate you, I'm just removing an enemy | |
| Remorse is for the dead, my enemy | |
| Remorse is for the dead. |
| zuo qu : Adler, Blythe, Campbell ... | |
| The dirty lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain | |
| Too many nights raising hell worked a | |
| Little all too well | |
| Constructed a monument to denial and excess | |
| Sunk so low, crawled so far back there' s nowhere | |
| Left to regress | |
| If these walls could talk, they would tell | |
| A horror story | |
| Neverending winter, violence and infidelity | |
| Shadows fall through broken panes | |
| Careless words that are filled with hate | |
| Just enough to keep it together, never enough | |
| To make it work | |
| All the tongues here are forked | |
| We are a hailstorm of broken glass, follow the | |
| Path of least expectance | |
| A huge stinking pile of sick, pile it higher and | |
| Higher | |
| Light the match, start the fire | |
| Level this place until nothings left and take us with it | |
| Surroundings are irate. Crack of dawn brings | |
| Naught but pain | |
| Resentment steadily grows | |
| Laughing in the gallows | |
| Full throttle determined to fail, pedal to the | |
| Metal asleep at the wheel | |
| We are the lucky ones, welcome home | |
| Poisoned nerves and a bloody antidote | |
| Violence is not an aberration, Its a rule | |
| Dying beyond the pale | |
| Your beatings will continue until my morale improves | |
| I don' t hate you, I' m just removing an enemy | |
| Remorse is for the dead, my enemy | |
| Remorse is for the dead. |
| zuò qǔ : Adler, Blythe, Campbell ... | |
| The dirty lord of the manor surveys his filthy domain | |
| Too many nights raising hell worked a | |
| Little all too well | |
| Constructed a monument to denial and excess | |
| Sunk so low, crawled so far back there' s nowhere | |
| Left to regress | |
| If these walls could talk, they would tell | |
| A horror story | |
| Neverending winter, violence and infidelity | |
| Shadows fall through broken panes | |
| Careless words that are filled with hate | |
| Just enough to keep it together, never enough | |
| To make it work | |
| All the tongues here are forked | |
| We are a hailstorm of broken glass, follow the | |
| Path of least expectance | |
| A huge stinking pile of sick, pile it higher and | |
| Higher | |
| Light the match, start the fire | |
| Level this place until nothings left and take us with it | |
| Surroundings are irate. Crack of dawn brings | |
| Naught but pain | |
| Resentment steadily grows | |
| Laughing in the gallows | |
| Full throttle determined to fail, pedal to the | |
| Metal asleep at the wheel | |
| We are the lucky ones, welcome home | |
| Poisoned nerves and a bloody antidote | |
| Violence is not an aberration, Its a rule | |
| Dying beyond the pale | |
| Your beatings will continue until my morale improves | |
| I don' t hate you, I' m just removing an enemy | |
| Remorse is for the dead, my enemy | |
| Remorse is for the dead. |
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