Song | The Subtle Arts of Murder & Persuasion |
Artist | Lamb of God |
Album | Killadelphia (live) |
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作曲 : Lamb of God | |
The dark crow man sits and stares | |
Into the oblivion, into cold, into nothingness | |
It's snowing in his mind | |
He's created himself in his own image | |
Lust held for him means naught | |
A knock on the door brings no smile to his cruel lips | |
The welcome in a woman's eyes holds nothing for him | |
Alone on his haunches the hair raises on the back of his neck | |
His dead eyes pierce the night | |
As his gaze falls down on the city | |
It fills him the method ascertained, conviction | |
He knows what to do and moves to commit the deed |
zuo qu : Lamb of God | |
The dark crow man sits and stares | |
Into the oblivion, into cold, into nothingness | |
It' s snowing in his mind | |
He' s created himself in his own image | |
Lust held for him means naught | |
A knock on the door brings no smile to his cruel lips | |
The welcome in a woman' s eyes holds nothing for him | |
Alone on his haunches the hair raises on the back of his neck | |
His dead eyes pierce the night | |
As his gaze falls down on the city | |
It fills him the method ascertained, conviction | |
He knows what to do and moves to commit the deed |
zuò qǔ : Lamb of God | |
The dark crow man sits and stares | |
Into the oblivion, into cold, into nothingness | |
It' s snowing in his mind | |
He' s created himself in his own image | |
Lust held for him means naught | |
A knock on the door brings no smile to his cruel lips | |
The welcome in a woman' s eyes holds nothing for him | |
Alone on his haunches the hair raises on the back of his neck | |
His dead eyes pierce the night | |
As his gaze falls down on the city | |
It fills him the method ascertained, conviction | |
He knows what to do and moves to commit the deed |