Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
The Unguided

Death's Sting

 

Death's Sting

(album: And The Battle Royale - 2017)


You are all goalless creatures
With no purpose or direction
But anew you've tapped into
My pain and rage in this insurrection

I, the maker, will descend
(And) to heaven's fury you will bend
During the encore of the night
I will not stand idly by
While the people they apply
Themselves with eternity

O grave, where is your victory?
Death, where is your sting?
The sting of death is sin
And the power of sin is the law

Did you ever think that you'll be safe
In the world you built upon me?
O grave, is this your victory?
Death, is this your sung?

Death, is this your sting? Death's sting

All your souls are bleeding out
You overstayed your welcome
All condemned and persecuted
To the sound of an angelic drum
All your souls are bleeding out
You overstayed your welcome
All condemned and persecuted
To the sound of an angelic drum

O grave, where is your victory?
Death, where is your sting?
The sting of death is sin
And the power of sin is the law

Did you ever think that you'll be safe
In the world you built upon me?
O grave, is this your victors? Death's sting

When the mortal has has been clothed with immortality
To halt death's gravity
Then what's been written comes to pass

O grave, where is your victory?
Death, where is your sting?
The sting of death is sin
And the power of sin is the law

Did you ever think that you'll be safe
In the world you built upon me?
O grave, is this your victory?
Did you ever think that you'll be safe
In the world you built upon me?
O grave, is this your victory?

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?