They offer us the blades
that tear with pleasure our flesh
And every strife carves
their influence on our minds
We live with this suffering,
a fall into depression
The self-mutilation pushes us
towards the meaning of our beings
They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit
And every word molest our faces into wounds
We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside
The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear
They die, one after one,
cause this is all they deserve
And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating
We bear the guns and load the bullets
blasting their heads
and priest of negation
We are them
We offer your blades and break your minds
We load your guns and press the relaxation
We are them and command your death
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:41.440]They offer us the blades
[00:46.993]that tear with pleasure our flesh
[00:54.742]And every strife carves
[00:58.356]their influence on our minds
[01:08.052]We live with this suffering,
[01:14.601]a fall into depression
[01:21.352]The self-mutilation pushes us
[01:24.712]towards the meaning of our beings
[02:01.443]They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit
[02:14.601]And every word molest our faces into wounds
[02:27.977]We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside
[02:41.428]The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear
[03:07.957]They die, one after one,
[03:13.692]cause this is all they deserve
[03:21.317]And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating
[03:34.631]We bear the guns and load the bullets
[03:41.690]blasting their heads
[03:54.318]and priest of negation
[04:41.752]We are them
[04:56.254]We offer your blades and break your minds
[05:09.439]We load your guns and press the relaxation
[05:19.337]We are them and command your death
They offer us the blades
that tear with pleasure our flesh
And every strife carves
their influence on our minds
We live with this suffering,
a fall into depression
The self-mutilation pushes us
towards the meaning of our beings
They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit
And every word molest our faces into wounds
We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside
The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear
They die, one after one,
cause this is all they deserve
And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating
We bear the guns and load the bullets
blasting their heads
and priest of negation
We are them
We offer your blades and break your minds
We load your guns and press the relaxation
We are them and command your death
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:41.440]They offer us the blades
[00:46.993]that tear with pleasure our flesh
[00:54.742]And every strife carves
[00:58.356]their influence on our minds
[01:08.052]We live with this suffering,
[01:14.601]a fall into depression
[01:21.352]The self-mutilation pushes us
[01:24.712]towards the meaning of our beings
[02:01.443]They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit
[02:14.601]And every word molest our faces into wounds
[02:27.977]We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside
[02:41.428]The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear
[03:07.957]They die, one after one,
[03:13.692]cause this is all they deserve
[03:21.317]And the smell of powder mixed to their blood is intoxicating
[03:34.631]We bear the guns and load the bullets
[03:41.690]blasting their heads
[03:54.318]and priest of negation
[04:41.752]We are them
[04:56.254]We offer your blades and break your minds
[05:09.439]We load your guns and press the relaxation
[05:19.337]We are them and command your death
Night, grim curtain of the day
You seduce me each time you appear
And you plunge the world into a deathlike silence
All your servants are gathered and...
I have seen my death in your eyes
you are the most important suffering
The cleansing of humanity has begun
suicide is a way to the end
For ending his ...
Everyone has the right to kill himself
Families and friends are only excuses
It's stupid to say, I want to die
When you don't have the courage to kill...
This place is loud of deathlike silence
The air is unbreathable and heavy
Remains of a past life all around
Books and pictures of last witnesses
My ey...
One more time, I’m reborn through my suicide
I clean my soul from the shit you’ve procreated
You think you got rid of me a long time ago
But I’m still...
One more time
I’m reborn through my suicide
I clean my soul from the shut you’ve procreated
You think you got rid of me a long time ago
But I’m still ...
Souvent sur la montagne, à l'ombre du vieux chêne
Au coucher du soleil, tristement je m'assieds;
Je promène au hasard mes regards sur la plaine
Dont l...
Tears are falling like sad autumn Leafs
Time is wasted you've destroyed everything around us
Sadness is embracing me with his cold Arms
Suicide is lea...
With her cold ghostly lips
My own destruction is leading me to my grave
That I digged for many times
Forgotten, sad, miserable shit
Music of suicide w...