Redeemer Of Flesh - Rose Funeral
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Redeemer Of Flesh
歌手：Rose Funeral
所属专辑：The Resting Sonata
发行时间：2009-01-20
介绍：《Redeemer Of Flesh - Rose Funeral》Rose Funeral & Rose Funeral演唱的歌曲，由未知作词、未知作曲。
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Redeemer Of Flesh - Rose Funeral 文本歌词
Die on this day.
Last breath to curse these skies.
No one to hear you.
I feel you struggle to survive.
The pulse is faintly there.
You're barely alive.
Undeniable pain with only god to blame.
Peel your skin back, watch your heart beat.
Harvest your remains.
Drag your body. Disassemble.
Choking you. Begin to tremble.
Coldness is setting in your limbs.
Dissecting you like a f**king animal.
Drawing your blood, it's spurting everywhere.
Cutting your body.
Your senses fill with fear.
You will give up your life to me.
Mutilate you to make you bleed.
Flesh is mangled. Bodies on the floor.
Disassemble. Resurrect the church of gore.
Grotesque stench of death. Disposing of your body.
Your innards spill a mess. You're dead now,
Because of me.
Last breath to curse these skies.
No one to hear you.
I feel you struggle to survive.
The pulse is faintly there.
You're barely alive.
Undeniable pain with only god to blame.
Peel your skin back, watch your heart beat.
Harvest your remains.
Drag your body. Disassemble.
Choking you. Begin to tremble.
Coldness is setting in your limbs.
Dissecting you like a f**king animal.
Drawing your blood, it's spurting everywhere.
Cutting your body.
Your senses fill with fear.
You will give up your life to me.
Mutilate you to make you bleed.
Flesh is mangled. Bodies on the floor.
Disassemble. Resurrect the church of gore.
Grotesque stench of death. Disposing of your body.
Your innards spill a mess. You're dead now,
Because of me.
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You're wasting your time There's nobody there Close your f**king books because nobody cares The skies are empty We're on our own What makes you think that we're
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You scream for your god but all you see is me Try to claw all you want there's no escaping thee Draw the blade from its sheath hollowing your insides You kick a
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Waken upon thee. Your mouth fills with dirt. Tortured and you scream. Your veins begin to squirt. Splitting of your spine. The neck will start flush. Tortured a
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Mutilate strip the bodies flesh now beg Look into my eyes and pray I am the creator of your grave Flames are burning through The skulls we'll crush once more De
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I'm back for blood And the flesh which I'll consume Your body's tied up in a room Where you'll take your last f**king breath Your cries are piercing And I don't
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When the hour is struck the dead will rise They'll dig up from below they'll feed tonight Terror through the streets hunting for the weak They shall reign supre