作词 : 40 Days Liquidation
作曲 : 40 Days Liquidation
Thy face is cold, And my hand trap, I will chew every tendon,
Blood RIPS through my gums, My hands trap That I should hate and hate,
In an osmotic water bed, You kick on this ladder,
Do you long to refuse endless dreams of death
I'll get mine back It's in your hand.
It's in your hand
Will only clench and squander,
It's in your hand
And sprinkled his blood upon my head,
From the top down,
Your pain makes you find the right
path every time,
It's ready in advance.
Will you be my second breath
In the ups and downs of the world
I'll be the wasted from your shell
Find their own destiny
Don't want to lose, Our weakness, I had a sudden spasm.
Blood RIPS through my gums, My hands trap That I should hate and hate,
In an osmotic water bed,
I'll get mine back It's in your hand.
It's in your hand
Will only clench and squander,
It's in your hand
And sprinkled his blood upon my head,
From the top down,
Your pain makes you find the right
path every time,
It's ready in advance.
Will you be my second breath
In the ups and downs of the world
I'll be the wasted from your shell
Find their own destiny
Will you be my second breath
In the ups and downs of the world
I'll be the wasted from your shell
Find their own destiny
Will you be my second breath
In the ups and downs of the world
I'll be the wasted from your shell
Find their own destiny