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标题:Throes Of Perdition
副标题:Track 5
标签: 总谱
艺人:Trivium
专辑:'Shogun'
作词:By MKH
作曲:Trivium
制谱人:Tab By TheJakal07
节拍: Moderate ♩ = 126
注释:Blind-folded and gagged, stood waitingWith the whole world: my firing squadAt the edge of the world I'm faced outStaring the sun right in the eyeVultures circle above, hyenas mocking the killExcrement drooling down their chinsAtop the cliffs I look down, into the starving HelThe rabid foam crashes hard on its teethTheir mouth's salivateFantasizing my gruesome endingThis world looks down uponA man who can stand on his own two feetAs they're feeding their guns: "ready, aim"They say I'll live, if I die for their causeLiving under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon foolThey fear who leads and will kill to stay stillTheir mouth's salivateFantasizing my gruesome endingThis world looks down uponA man who can stand on his own two feetWithout eating from their clawsLife feels like Hell shouldBut this Hells so coldPull another knife outStick it with rest of themWhen my back is fullTurn me around to face itLife feels like Hell shouldBut this Hells so coldPull another knife outStick it with rest of themWhen my back is fullTurn me around to face it
标记:IntroBass EntersVerse 1Verse 2Chorus
歌词:
Trivium - Throes of Perdition
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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Blind-folded and gagged, stood waiting
With the whole world: my firing squad
At the edge of the world I'm faced out
Staring the sun right in the eye
Vultures circle above, hyenas mocking the kill
Excrement drooling down their chins
Atop the cliffs I look down, into the starving Hell-mouth
The rabid foam crashes hard on its teeth
Their mouth's salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome ending
This world looks down upon
A man who can stand on his own two feet
As they're feeding their guns: "ready, aim"
They say I'll live, if I die for their cause
Living under the rule of fellow Cro-Magnon fool
They fear who leads and will kill to stay still
Their mouth's salivate
Fantasizing my gruesome ending
This world looks down upon
A man who can stand on his own two feet
Without eating from their claws
Life feels quite like Hell should
But this Hells so cold
Pull another knife out
Stick it with rest of them
When my back is full
Turn me around to face it
Life feels quite like Hell should
But this Hells so cold
Pull another knife out
Stick it with rest of them
When my back is full
Turn me around to face it
Such melancholy, burning the stars from skies
As we melt, drowning inside their bloodied eyes
Hope is ravaged, running from lacerations
Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die
Die...
Life feels quite like Hell should
But this Hells so cold
Pull another knife out
Stick it with rest of them
When my back is full
Turn me around to face it
Life feels quite like Hell should
But this Hells so cold
Pull another knife out
Stick it with rest of them
When my back is full
Turn me around to face it
Life feels quite like Hell should
But this Hells so cold
Pull another knife out
Stick it with rest of them
When my back is full
Turn me around to face it
Life feels quite like Hell should
But this Hells so cold
Pull another knife out
Stick it with rest of them
When my back is full
Turn me around to face it
Sob so heavily, we choke, then we die