Eighth Lock-Gwar

歌手 : Gwar
专辑 : Beyond Hell
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:06

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TXT Eighth Lock-Gwar 文本歌词

Eighth Lock - Gwar
Eight lock
No one to see
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
No one to know
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
Nothing will live
Nothing will grow
No one will care
No one will know
Eighth lock
You can never win
You only get out
By not going in
They put me into the ground
Lost without light without taste without sound
Beneath the barren mound
They put me in a place they call eighth lock
Eighth lock
But I'm getting stronger
Eighth lock
Not very much longer
No one to see
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
No one to know
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
Nothing will live
Nothing will grow
No one will care
No one will know
Eighth lock
You can never win
You only get out
By not going in
Who the hell am I
Yeah yeah yeah
And what did you do to my hangs
I'm getting stronger
They built this place with steel
And painted it with mud
It's constantly on fire
They put it out with blood
They said it was a prison
But became so much more
The maze it built into itself
They had to bar the door
Bar the door
Quickly you fools
Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
The floating eyeball is to be feared
The pupil hides a maw
They say that children run this place
That's how they missed the fatal flaw
Eigth lock
You never can win
You only get out
By not going in
No one to see
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
Eigth lock
You never can win
You only get out
By not going in
No one to see
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
No one to know
When you come to eighth lock
It's like some vile rebirth
Where devils delve into your life
And demons deem it's worth
The food comes through a hole
My cellmate is a troll
The warden he has hooks for hands
We all play our roles
We all play our roles
Or wind up on a pole
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
Eighth
Eighth lock
A diabolic construct
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
As flesh runs rife with worms
Eighth lock
Eighth lock
Somehow flesh and metal merge
As bloated larvae squirms
The things within they made with rules
They steal the soulds of those
They think are fit to play
Their hateful games