Song | Vanish Away |
Artist | Dew-Scented |
Album | Incinerate [Bonus CD] |
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作曲 : Bache, Dew-Scented, Jensen ... | |
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
I?m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
Incarceration?s overcome, but liberation takes it?s toll. | |
One last moment of dispute; Confront me ? release me from the agony. | |
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you?ll pay. | |
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind. You?ll stand no chance in the end. | |
To my relief, all dependence soon becomes eternal guilt set to deny you. | |
All-out derogation in substantial final shape, independence for the mind. | |
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... | |
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
[Lead: Bache] | |
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you?ll pay. | |
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind: stand no chance in the end. | |
[Lead: Mueller] | |
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
I?m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
Incarceration?s overcome, but liberation took it?s toll. | |
One last moment of dispute: Confront me, release me from the agony. | |
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... |
zuo qu : Bache, DewScented, Jensen ... | |
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation takes it? s toll. | |
One last moment of dispute Confront me nbsp? release me from the agony. | |
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind. You? ll stand no chance in the end. | |
To my relief, all dependence soon becomes eternal guilt set to deny you. | |
Allout derogation in substantial final shape, independence for the mind. | |
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... | |
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
Lead: Bache | |
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind: stand no chance in the end. | |
Lead: Mueller | |
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation took it? s toll. | |
One last moment of dispute: Confront me, release me from the agony. | |
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... |
zuò qǔ : Bache, DewScented, Jensen ... | |
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation takes it? s toll. | |
One last moment of dispute Confront me nbsp? release me from the agony. | |
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind. You? ll stand no chance in the end. | |
To my relief, all dependence soon becomes eternal guilt set to deny you. | |
Allout derogation in substantial final shape, independence for the mind. | |
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... | |
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
Lead: Bache | |
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind: stand no chance in the end. | |
Lead: Mueller | |
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation took it? s toll. | |
One last moment of dispute: Confront me, release me from the agony. | |
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... |