所属专辑:Fuel
歌手: Raised Fist
时长: 02:12
To this point in life we锛噕e had no experience[00:02:12]
And it feels like we锛噐e smashed beyond recognition[00:02:12]
Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope[00:02:12]
This is a form of tribute to the world you锛噐e digging in[00:02:12]
I see my enemy, not a good comunity.[00:02:12]
Separated by filthy worms we锛噐e getting smaller and smaller[00:02:12]
And isolated as we锛噐e following the pilgrim path[00:02:12]
Fields and narrow walleyes lays upon us with hate[00:02:12]
You锛噐e the cream of my dream and nothing can come between.[00:02:12]
I see my enemy, not a good comunity.[00:02:12]
Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth.[00:02:12]
Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth.[00:02:12]
To this point in life we锛噕e had no experience[00:02:12]
And it feels like we锛噐e smashed beyond recognition[00:02:12]
Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope[00:02:12]
This is a form of tribute to the world you锛噐e digging in[00:02:12]
I see my enemy, not a good comunity.[00:02:12]