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INTERPRÉTATION
Ingested
Ingested
Interprète
Sean Hynes
Sean Hynes
Guitare électrique
Sam Yates
Sam Yates
Guitare électrique
Lyn Jeffs
Lyn Jeffs
Batterie
Jason Evans
Jason Evans
Voix principales
Dominic Grimard
Dominic Grimard
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sean Hynes
Sean Hynes
Paroles/Composition
Sam Yates
Sam Yates
Paroles/Composition
Lyn Jeffs
Lyn Jeffs
Paroles/Composition
Jason Evans
Jason Evans
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Christian Donaldson
Christian Donaldson
Production

Paroles

Born on life support, I can see my glory shining in the distance They finally rest, all my bravest and best When I drag my immaculate flesh to the summit What more can be done? Laid waste to my every rival Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival? No fucking way Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey Ask the betrayed If your life's in my hand I can clench it away All will pay Course you know that routine Reputation demeaned Bought yourself some esteem Gold and green A plebeian smokescreen As you prance and you preen Nothing's stopping this oil-less machine Should I just fade into legend before I'm revered? I guess that's what they want when your name invokes fear Lynch made coffin birth, I was spat into the dirt Everything I've earned, was exactly what it's worth My actions concur with the deafening words Expected to swallow the bullshit you serve What more can be done? Laid waste to my every rival Oh so tough when you huff the stench of survival When will all this end? Just admit I am your idol Will I cease this? 30 pieces? Upon my revival? Impending Dominance Infamous Prominence As I walk on the friends and the foes I have slain I finally ascend to my throne Middle digit on the hand of God, the final letter in Man's tombstone As I walk on the friends and the foes I have slain I finally ascend to my throne Middle digit on the hand of God, the final letter in Man's tombstone Cut out our tongues and we still won't obey This world's in my hand I can clench it away
Writer(s): Lynsey Ian Harvey Jeffs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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