Song | From Menace to Mayhem |
Artist | Evocation |
Album | Tales from the Tomb |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Josefsson, Kenttäkumpu ... | |
Down the aggression path we ride | |
Blood our blood temperature rises | |
Beware of the bullets we send | |
Late is the time for solutions | |
The soil under your feet | |
Is about to be red and nasty | |
Through the past we became an obscurity | |
By today we are the beast's you've created | |
Pain one secret lust emotion | |
Bleed it never hurts to bleed | |
Seek the release fight the disease static overload | |
Death is the future we see left empty are our thrones | |
So roll up your map show me where you are | |
Twisted little fuckers idol servants suckers | |
The colour of evil cast shadows on thee | |
In the mouth of hell soon we all will be |
zuo qu : Josefsson, Kentt kumpu ... | |
Down the aggression path we ride | |
Blood our blood temperature rises | |
Beware of the bullets we send | |
Late is the time for solutions | |
The soil under your feet | |
Is about to be red and nasty | |
Through the past we became an obscurity | |
By today we are the beast' s you' ve created | |
Pain one secret lust emotion | |
Bleed it never hurts to bleed | |
Seek the release fight the disease static overload | |
Death is the future we see left empty are our thrones | |
So roll up your map show me where you are | |
Twisted little fuckers idol servants suckers | |
The colour of evil cast shadows on thee | |
In the mouth of hell soon we all will be |
zuò qǔ : Josefsson, Kentt kumpu ... | |
Down the aggression path we ride | |
Blood our blood temperature rises | |
Beware of the bullets we send | |
Late is the time for solutions | |
The soil under your feet | |
Is about to be red and nasty | |
Through the past we became an obscurity | |
By today we are the beast' s you' ve created | |
Pain one secret lust emotion | |
Bleed it never hurts to bleed | |
Seek the release fight the disease static overload | |
Death is the future we see left empty are our thrones | |
So roll up your map show me where you are | |
Twisted little fuckers idol servants suckers | |
The colour of evil cast shadows on thee | |
In the mouth of hell soon we all will be |