Messages : 199 Age : 29 Localisation : Greenfield Park TON Band : Avenged Sevenfold TA Toune : Make Up Date d'inscription : 30/05/2010
Sujet: [Paroles] There's No Sympathy For The Dead Jeu Juin 03 2010, 23:02
THERE'S NO SYMPATHY FOR THE DEAD
Oh my god, I have the remedy for love I struck the glass and broke the bones inside my fist, but I'm ok
I cannot change you, you'll never change I never would expect to break this in the end
Something so profound, something you won't expect take this scripture like a picture and wear it around your neck the sky it opens up don't get swallowed by the flames what's mine is yours and yours is mine so take me away
you hear the sounds, they're carried out there's no sympathy for the dead it swells and I, was never the same there's no sympathy for the dead we dance like zombies do in the middle of the rain we see the stones falling from the sky (on fire) the blinding light beaming from your eyes (our desire) life has died, yet we're still alive and down below a sea of damned crashing like a tidal wave
I cannot change you, you'll never change I never would expect to break this in the end
I can't breathe wake up from this nightmare that I'm in dive into a holy river and wash away my sins as I reach (sanctified) the surface of the water now I will breathe and burn out my eyes
you hear the sounds, they're carried out there's no sympathy for the dead it swells and I, was never the same there's no sympathy for the dead we dance like zombies do in the middle of the rain we see the stones falling from the sky (on fire) the blinding light beaming from your eyes (our desire) life has died, yet we're still alive and down below a sea of damned crashing like a tidal wave
So take the medicines to quench the pain we have and walk until the end, until you've reached the sand a hundred thousand wings, soaring through the sky at intense speeds, we can't catch with our eyes you hear the sounds of a third carried out just wait (just wait) you hesitate
I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist I have the remedy to this poisonous kiss I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist (more)
(c) Escape The Fate - Dying Is Your Latest Fashion, 2006