Song | The Fever Sea |
Artist | My Dying Bride |
Album | The Light at the End of the World |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : My Dying Bride | |
Over me. Cover me. | |
Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. | |
Lame from my mothers womb | |
Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. | |
My hands bleed. Feet red raw. | |
I'm a broken man who dreamt the great war. | |
The fear of life swallows me. | |
Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. | |
They crawl to me. Cry for me. | |
I'll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. | |
The feast flows on forever. | |
Devour me until never. | |
Fill them all with horror. | |
Let them sleep with terror. | |
Who calls me now, then turns away? | |
Who takes the night, and brings day? | |
Lame from my fathers hand. | |
Born to heal. Heal in every land. | |
I will never get out. | |
I even prayed unto his house. | |
The cold feel of my skin. | |
I try to lose but alwys win. | |
Lame from my own hand. | |
Believe me I've tried. Tried to make a stand. |
zuo ci : My Dying Bride | |
Over me. Cover me. | |
Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. | |
Lame from my mothers womb | |
Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. | |
My hands bleed. Feet red raw. | |
I' m a broken man who dreamt the great war. | |
The fear of life swallows me. | |
Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. | |
They crawl to me. Cry for me. | |
I' ll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. | |
The feast flows on forever. | |
Devour me until never. | |
Fill them all with horror. | |
Let them sleep with terror. | |
Who calls me now, then turns away? | |
Who takes the night, and brings day? | |
Lame from my fathers hand. | |
Born to heal. Heal in every land. | |
I will never get out. | |
I even prayed unto his house. | |
The cold feel of my skin. | |
I try to lose but alwys win. | |
Lame from my own hand. | |
Believe me I' ve tried. Tried to make a stand. |
zuò cí : My Dying Bride | |
Over me. Cover me. | |
Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. | |
Lame from my mothers womb | |
Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. | |
My hands bleed. Feet red raw. | |
I' m a broken man who dreamt the great war. | |
The fear of life swallows me. | |
Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. | |
They crawl to me. Cry for me. | |
I' ll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. | |
The feast flows on forever. | |
Devour me until never. | |
Fill them all with horror. | |
Let them sleep with terror. | |
Who calls me now, then turns away? | |
Who takes the night, and brings day? | |
Lame from my fathers hand. | |
Born to heal. Heal in every land. | |
I will never get out. | |
I even prayed unto his house. | |
The cold feel of my skin. | |
I try to lose but alwys win. | |
Lame from my own hand. | |
Believe me I' ve tried. Tried to make a stand. |