Song | Pile Of Skulls |
Artist | Running Wild |
Album | Pile Of Skulls |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Axel Morgan/Rolf Kasparek | |
Hey, Mr. Pope, | |
Mr. Military | |
Man Kings and | |
Queens More evil that it seems | |
You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way | |
You wade through blood in your boots of steel | |
You hide the truth from its reveal | |
The world's bleeding wounds will never heal | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A man-eating machine that's what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee | |
Liar's tongue, tricks of deepest dye | |
Snake-skinned pack | |
You're evil and you're sly | |
Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way | |
You're cutting throats with poisoned blades | |
Your recklessness overflows the graves | |
You try to make us all your slaves | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A man-eating machine that's what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee | |
Tears and pain, never ending shame | |
Bloodsucking lice | |
Play their evil game | |
Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way | |
Headless you still run around | |
You can't believe you're losing ground | |
On your knees to take the count | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A man-eating machine that's what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee |
zuo qu : Axel Morgan Rolf Kasparek | |
Hey, Mr. Pope, | |
Mr. Military | |
Man Kings and | |
Queens More evil that it seems | |
You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way | |
You wade through blood in your boots of steel | |
You hide the truth from its reveal | |
The world' s bleeding wounds will never heal | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A maneating machine that' s what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee | |
Liar' s tongue, tricks of deepest dye | |
Snakeskinned pack | |
You' re evil and you' re sly | |
Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way | |
You' re cutting throats with poisoned blades | |
Your recklessness overflows the graves | |
You try to make us all your slaves | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A maneating machine that' s what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee | |
Tears and pain, never ending shame | |
Bloodsucking lice | |
Play their evil game | |
Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way | |
Headless you still run around | |
You can' t believe you' re losing ground | |
On your knees to take the count | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A maneating machine that' s what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee |
zuò qǔ : Axel Morgan Rolf Kasparek | |
Hey, Mr. Pope, | |
Mr. Military | |
Man Kings and | |
Queens More evil that it seems | |
You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way | |
You wade through blood in your boots of steel | |
You hide the truth from its reveal | |
The world' s bleeding wounds will never heal | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A maneating machine that' s what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee | |
Liar' s tongue, tricks of deepest dye | |
Snakeskinned pack | |
You' re evil and you' re sly | |
Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way | |
You' re cutting throats with poisoned blades | |
Your recklessness overflows the graves | |
You try to make us all your slaves | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A maneating machine that' s what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee | |
Tears and pain, never ending shame | |
Bloodsucking lice | |
Play their evil game | |
Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way | |
Headless you still run around | |
You can' t believe you' re losing ground | |
On your knees to take the count | |
So look in the mirror and see who you are | |
You made our lives an abbatoir | |
A maneating machine that' s what you are | |
Pile of skulls, conspiracy | |
Beware of the revealing key | |
No dance of joy, no harmless spree | |
No chance for you to hide or flee |