Song | Let the Dead Bury the Dead |
Artist | Count Raven |
Album | Destruction of the Void |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fondeluis | |
You are an asshole, | |
You're the worst kind of worm | |
That have crawled out of the ground | |
Your existence | |
I'm sorry to say is everywhere | |
On the new job & on the beach, | |
I find you there | |
The Antichrist is born of a | |
Jackal they say | |
It seems that you've been born the same way | |
I can tell that | |
You didn't plan to go far | |
I just want to know, who the hell | |
You are You suck the bosses dicks, a sad shape | |
You put the poor ones down, a human fake | |
Your whole life is a masquerade | |
All You are looking for: | |
A better grade | |
The whole creation knows, | |
You're Satan's slave | |
Who doesn't realise his sorrow & pain | |
A child of the grave | |
I tell You there ain't no use in denying | |
Life's short & one day | |
You are dying | |
Then You stand trial to the maker | |
What will | |
You say to the giver & taker | |
You believe the lies that fills your head | |
All I say is let the dead bury the dead | |
I'll tell what will be, | |
Your biggest fear | |
No one will remember | |
Your name | |
You weren't here |
zuo ci : Fondeluis | |
You are an asshole, | |
You' re the worst kind of worm | |
That have crawled out of the ground | |
Your existence | |
I' m sorry to say is everywhere | |
On the new job on the beach, | |
I find you there | |
The Antichrist is born of a | |
Jackal they say | |
It seems that you' ve been born the same way | |
I can tell that | |
You didn' t plan to go far | |
I just want to know, who the hell | |
You are You suck the bosses dicks, a sad shape | |
You put the poor ones down, a human fake | |
Your whole life is a masquerade | |
All You are looking for: | |
A better grade | |
The whole creation knows, | |
You' re Satan' s slave | |
Who doesn' t realise his sorrow pain | |
A child of the grave | |
I tell You there ain' t no use in denying | |
Life' s short one day | |
You are dying | |
Then You stand trial to the maker | |
What will | |
You say to the giver taker | |
You believe the lies that fills your head | |
All I say is let the dead bury the dead | |
I' ll tell what will be, | |
Your biggest fear | |
No one will remember | |
Your name | |
You weren' t here |
zuò cí : Fondeluis | |
You are an asshole, | |
You' re the worst kind of worm | |
That have crawled out of the ground | |
Your existence | |
I' m sorry to say is everywhere | |
On the new job on the beach, | |
I find you there | |
The Antichrist is born of a | |
Jackal they say | |
It seems that you' ve been born the same way | |
I can tell that | |
You didn' t plan to go far | |
I just want to know, who the hell | |
You are You suck the bosses dicks, a sad shape | |
You put the poor ones down, a human fake | |
Your whole life is a masquerade | |
All You are looking for: | |
A better grade | |
The whole creation knows, | |
You' re Satan' s slave | |
Who doesn' t realise his sorrow pain | |
A child of the grave | |
I tell You there ain' t no use in denying | |
Life' s short one day | |
You are dying | |
Then You stand trial to the maker | |
What will | |
You say to the giver taker | |
You believe the lies that fills your head | |
All I say is let the dead bury the dead | |
I' ll tell what will be, | |
Your biggest fear | |
No one will remember | |
Your name | |
You weren' t here |