制作
出演艺人
Through the Eyes of the Dead
表演者
作曲和作词
Through the Eyes of the Dead
词曲作者
歌词
[Verse 1]
Broken glass, broken glass is the reason
She'll remember my face
Now she is imprisoned
In a place not for the weakened heart
[Verse 2]
A land filled with miles of fire
And the lambs dine on the priest
A land filled with miles of fire
And the lambs dine on the priest
[Verse 3]
You can't save her
You can't save her
You can't save her
You can't save her
[Verse 4]
Broken glass is the reason
She'll remember my face
Now she is imprisoned
In a place not for the weakened heart
[Verse 5]
Sixty-two reasons to remember my face
Sixty-two reasons to remember my face
Sixty-two reasons to remember my face
[Verse 6]
This is my idea of beauty
Laid to rest beneath a blanket of leaves
Waiting for an angel to come save her from this
Burning paradise, burning paradise
Laid to rest beneath a blanket of leaves
Waiting for an angel to come save her from this
From this burning paradise
[Verse 7]
An indelicate display of lacerations
Across her body
This is my idea of beauty
This is my idea of beauty
[Verse 8]
An indelicate display of lacerations
Across her body
Across her body
[Verse 9]
You can't save her
You can't save her
Written by: Through the Eyes of the Dead
