Suicide - Coldworld
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Suicide
歌手：Coldworld
所属专辑：TheStarsAreDeadNow
发行时间：2006-01-20
介绍：《Suicide - Coldworld》Coldworld & Coldworld演唱的歌曲，由未知作词、未知作曲。
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Suicide - Coldworld 文本歌词
I am the devil
His world is a winter of hell
His rhythm is watched in pain
He dances well
Tortured by solitude
I bleed and bleed
Tortured by myself
This life is hell
Ahhh
I am an angel
Who bows to suicide
Can't breathe if it wakes me
And then I'll die
Angels are crying
There is no love
You should be masters of hate
Dark of night without love
Without love
Ahhh
I am the devil
His world is a winter of hell
His rhythm is wayched in pain
He doesn't move
Tortured by solitude
I bleed with hate
Tortured by myself this life is hell
Ahh
His world is a winter of hell
His rhythm is watched in pain
He dances well
Tortured by solitude
I bleed and bleed
Tortured by myself
This life is hell
Ahhh
I am an angel
Who bows to suicide
Can't breathe if it wakes me
And then I'll die
Angels are crying
There is no love
You should be masters of hate
Dark of night without love
Without love
Ahhh
I am the devil
His world is a winter of hell
His rhythm is wayched in pain
He doesn't move
Tortured by solitude
I bleed with hate
Tortured by myself this life is hell
Ahh
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