Текст песни Phinehas - Blood On My Knuckles

The Last Word Is Yours To Speak
Жанр: Melodic Metalcore
Исполнитель: Phinehas
Альбом: The Last Word Is Yours To Speak
Длительность: 03:32
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Загрузил: wadewilson

Текст:

ace your wrath I followed your shadow to the devil's lair Upon a pale horse, pierced, gaunt and red Trampling the chests of demons and not looking back The weight of redemption on my shoulders when you said; "I would give you more gold than you could fit in your fists, the entire world is at your fingertips." Face your rage and your hounds will turn on their own With each nail I will break your every bone Black and blue color my skin; that smirk leaves your face Reciprocated tenfold when I break your curse Hoisted up and bound by a traitor I left him in a field; his insides feed the birds "I would give you more gold than you could fit in your fists, the entire world is at your fingertips." Face your rage 'Wrath' is too weak a word When I rise your fate is sealed There will be nothing left but the blood on my knuckles 'Wrath' is too weak a word Face your rage and your hounds will turn on their own With these nails I will break your every bone
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