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Ashes
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Hard Rock
Ashes κυκλοφόρησε στις 31 Ιουλίου 2007 από Prospect Park ως μέρος του άλμπουμ The Way of the Fist
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ΆλμπουμThe Way of the Fist
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας31 Ιουλίου 2007
ΕτικέταProspect Park
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM179

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Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeremy Spencer
Jeremy Spencer
Drums
Ivan Moody
Ivan Moody
Lead Vocals
Zoltan Bathory
Zoltan Bathory
Electric Guitar
Darrell Roberts
Darrell Roberts
Electric Guitar
Jeremy Spencer Heyde
Jeremy Spencer Heyde
Drums
Matthew Snell
Matthew Snell
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zoltan Bathory
Zoltan Bathory
Songwriter
Ivan Lewis Greening
Ivan Lewis Greening
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zoltan Bathory
Zoltan Bathory
Producer
George Alayon
George Alayon
Engineer
Jeremy Spencer Heyde
Jeremy Spencer Heyde
Producer
Logan Mader
Logan Mader
Mixing Engineer
Mike Sarkisyan
Mike Sarkisyan
Engineer
Stevo 'Shotgun' Bruno
Stevo 'Shotgun' Bruno
Engineer

Στίχοι

[Verse 1]
You don't understand me
And you probably never will
I got a tendency to self destruct
And a soft spot for the filth
A hair trigger temperament
A switchblade for a tongue
I'm a walking one man genocide
With a black belt in corrupt
[Verse 2]
Everything I touch turns to ashes
Falls away, it falls away
Everything I touch turns to ashes
It slips right through my hands
[Verse 3]
Love me, hate me
Isolate me everyday that I'm alive
Straight up mentally unstable
You don't have to like my life
I'm a jinx, a curse, some say the worst
I'm a savage rabid beast
I've been called so many fucking things
It doesn't affect me in the least
[Verse 4]
I've stolen, lied, been crucified
But I don't regret a thing
I'm an egocentric masochist
With a sadists point of bleak
[Verse 5]
Everything I touch turns to ashes
Falls away, it falls away
Everything I touch turns to ashes
It slips right through my hands
[Verse 6]
Love me, hate me
Isolate me everyday that I'm alive
Left to prove you wrong is easy
When your heart is filled with ice
Chapters in my life define me
Chase me into this deprived
Straight up mentally unstable
You don't have to like my life
[Verse 7]
Everything I touch turns to ashes
Falls away, it falls away
Everything I touch turns to ashes
It slips right through my hands
Written by: Ivan Moody, Zoltan Bathory
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