Song | Year of the Cadaver Race |
Artist | Bloodbath |
Album | Nightmares Made Flesh |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Nystrom | |
A black and white moving cloud of wings in the sky | |
A flock of vultures approach while blotting out the sun | |
Their shrieks are deafening | |
To the human ears | |
Of those who died, all return... | |
Feel the hoofs - they're coming | |
Hear the growls - they're coming | |
Fallen prey now hunt their hunter | |
Vengeance of the animal beast | |
See their numbers - they're coming | |
Smell their stench - they're coming | |
Slaughtered victims now slay their master | |
Retaliation of the beast | |
Nations are trampled under four legged flesh | |
A pounding horde of hollow bodies in sight | |
They rear their skulls and cry out | |
Of all those who were killed, all return | |
Echoes of swine squeals distorting the silence | |
Reclaiming the loss of meat stolen from their bodies | |
Chewing and pissing on human remains | |
Of all those who were slain, all return | |
Moans and barks coming from the same direction | |
The human's pets no longer sit at their sides | |
Primitive instincts, animalistic dogma | |
Of all those in captivity, now in devious activity | |
Species without a language of words | |
Known only for their deeds | |
A call upon death, death answers quickly | |
Of all those who're alive, not an animal - not a man | |
Massive human emibration | |
Massive death inhabitation |
zuo qu : Nystrom | |
A black and white moving cloud of wings in the sky | |
A flock of vultures approach while blotting out the sun | |
Their shrieks are deafening | |
To the human ears | |
Of those who died, all return... | |
Feel the hoofs they' re coming | |
Hear the growls they' re coming | |
Fallen prey now hunt their hunter | |
Vengeance of the animal beast | |
See their numbers they' re coming | |
Smell their stench they' re coming | |
Slaughtered victims now slay their master | |
Retaliation of the beast | |
Nations are trampled under four legged flesh | |
A pounding horde of hollow bodies in sight | |
They rear their skulls and cry out | |
Of all those who were killed, all return | |
Echoes of swine squeals distorting the silence | |
Reclaiming the loss of meat stolen from their bodies | |
Chewing and pissing on human remains | |
Of all those who were slain, all return | |
Moans and barks coming from the same direction | |
The human' s pets no longer sit at their sides | |
Primitive instincts, animalistic dogma | |
Of all those in captivity, now in devious activity | |
Species without a language of words | |
Known only for their deeds | |
A call upon death, death answers quickly | |
Of all those who' re alive, not an animal not a man | |
Massive human emibration | |
Massive death inhabitation |
zuò qǔ : Nystrom | |
A black and white moving cloud of wings in the sky | |
A flock of vultures approach while blotting out the sun | |
Their shrieks are deafening | |
To the human ears | |
Of those who died, all return... | |
Feel the hoofs they' re coming | |
Hear the growls they' re coming | |
Fallen prey now hunt their hunter | |
Vengeance of the animal beast | |
See their numbers they' re coming | |
Smell their stench they' re coming | |
Slaughtered victims now slay their master | |
Retaliation of the beast | |
Nations are trampled under four legged flesh | |
A pounding horde of hollow bodies in sight | |
They rear their skulls and cry out | |
Of all those who were killed, all return | |
Echoes of swine squeals distorting the silence | |
Reclaiming the loss of meat stolen from their bodies | |
Chewing and pissing on human remains | |
Of all those who were slain, all return | |
Moans and barks coming from the same direction | |
The human' s pets no longer sit at their sides | |
Primitive instincts, animalistic dogma | |
Of all those in captivity, now in devious activity | |
Species without a language of words | |
Known only for their deeds | |
A call upon death, death answers quickly | |
Of all those who' re alive, not an animal not a man | |
Massive human emibration | |
Massive death inhabitation |