Song | Confessional |
Artist | Lamb of God |
Album | New American Gospel |
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作曲 : Lamb of God | |
Intrinsic rot. Traces of future. Your past will rise haunting you again. | |
Tounging the glue stamp seal of your fold. | |
Cased in forests of black steel rod. | |
Vines of nerve float downstream. Sections of horror. | |
This is something you must never do again. | |
Falling spiral down. You know not what you are looking for but it will find you anyway. | |
I've confessed this disease to you. Handed you a key to control. | |
Fuel for your malicious intent. | |
Punish me for my failure. Dissect my faith. Twisting my trust. | |
Never, no more, I'm alone. |
zuo qu : Lamb of God | |
Intrinsic rot. Traces of future. Your past will rise haunting you again. | |
Tounging the glue stamp seal of your fold. | |
Cased in forests of black steel rod. | |
Vines of nerve float downstream. Sections of horror. | |
This is something you must never do again. | |
Falling spiral down. You know not what you are looking for but it will find you anyway. | |
I' ve confessed this disease to you. Handed you a key to control. | |
Fuel for your malicious intent. | |
Punish me for my failure. Dissect my faith. Twisting my trust. | |
Never, no more, I' m alone. |
zuò qǔ : Lamb of God | |
Intrinsic rot. Traces of future. Your past will rise haunting you again. | |
Tounging the glue stamp seal of your fold. | |
Cased in forests of black steel rod. | |
Vines of nerve float downstream. Sections of horror. | |
This is something you must never do again. | |
Falling spiral down. You know not what you are looking for but it will find you anyway. | |
I' ve confessed this disease to you. Handed you a key to control. | |
Fuel for your malicious intent. | |
Punish me for my failure. Dissect my faith. Twisting my trust. | |
Never, no more, I' m alone. |