Feel My Fangs in You Songtext
von The Last Ten Seconds of Life
Feel My Fangs in You Songtext
You can try all that you want but you won′t evade me
Now that I got my fangs in you
Forever mine
Gouge out your eyes
Praise the black hole sun
It's all that shines here
No resurrection, Saṃsāra denied
No second chances
Gnashing, biting into your skull
Laughter swirls in the unhallowed hall
Fry, die, fry, die
My delight, a-ha-ha-ha!
Your earthly sins fuel my appetite
And your soul, it tastes so sweet
I′ll stack misery, agony, anguish, and doom
On your chest
Serves you right
Oh, fucker fry, fucker cry
Gouge out your eyes
Forever mine
Praise the black hole sun
Your time is up
Now that I got my fangs in you
You are fucked
Justice done
Every atom
Every cell
Every limb
Belongs to me now
Every hope
Every wish
Every thought
You dug the ditch
And it's time to tuck you in
Never will you find yourself entering the flesh again
From here on out, you dwell in the unhallowed hall
Gnashing, biting your skull
Feel my fangs in you
Fry, fucker, fry
Sin has made you my puppet
Your soul, I will now own it
Oh, it's time to face your maker
Behemoth of the unhallowed hall
It′s time to face your maker
Never will you find yourself entering the flesh again
No resurrection, Samsara denied
Justice
Now that I got my fangs in you
Forever mine
Gouge out your eyes
Praise the black hole sun
It's all that shines here
No resurrection, Saṃsāra denied
No second chances
Gnashing, biting into your skull
Laughter swirls in the unhallowed hall
Fry, die, fry, die
My delight, a-ha-ha-ha!
Your earthly sins fuel my appetite
And your soul, it tastes so sweet
I′ll stack misery, agony, anguish, and doom
On your chest
Serves you right
Oh, fucker fry, fucker cry
Gouge out your eyes
Forever mine
Praise the black hole sun
Your time is up
Now that I got my fangs in you
You are fucked
Justice done
Every atom
Every cell
Every limb
Belongs to me now
Every hope
Every wish
Every thought
You dug the ditch
And it's time to tuck you in
Never will you find yourself entering the flesh again
From here on out, you dwell in the unhallowed hall
Gnashing, biting your skull
Feel my fangs in you
Fry, fucker, fry
Sin has made you my puppet
Your soul, I will now own it
Oh, it's time to face your maker
Behemoth of the unhallowed hall
It′s time to face your maker
Never will you find yourself entering the flesh again
No resurrection, Samsara denied
Justice
Writer(s): Dylan Potts, Tyler Beam, Andrew Petway, Wyatt Mc Laughlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com