heard you anyway, no I didn't Everything's good, everything's fine You don't know it's the end of your time Sly, sly, like the demon's eye, like the demon's eye
翻訳: ディープパープル. 悪魔アイ(リミックス96).
翻訳: ディープパープル. 鬼眼.
翻訳: イングヴェイマルムスティーン. 悪魔アイライフソン.
I never hurt you, baby, never hurt you anyway But I don't care what you do I'm, just so lonely, it ain't me and you Sly, sly, sly like a demon's eye
lies a secret, men would die to uncover. But within is where we learn how to see, where the journey begins. Eye of the demon. Open the eye into a
' to figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out, but I guess I didn't This fucking black cloud still follows me around But it's time to exorcise these demons
they hit him once He must of got double clapped Your niggas dyin but he ain't cryin Soldier no doubt He looked you dead in the eye Said "get that
makes flesh and body hunger For another burning soul Conscience quiet pleading In the corner of my eye But seeing is believing All consequences fly A demon
stream down a mountainside With the wind in my back I don't ever even bat an eye Just know it was you all along who had a hold of my heart But the demon
know a needle's eye Or a hungry baby's cry But no one knows that demons dance alone Silver linings came and went When I was an innocent Never knowing demons
I'm getting as close as I can/ As y'all teach me to be a man/ I stand for something that's more grand; The rest of the fam/ Demonous the winds, Abraham
droppin' down, hit the crown, murda one drop enforcer. Forcin' yo' soul soarin' undershore. Now to call a war, but Warrior Stories of Flesh, and I got yo' eye, eye
believe him, so he showed me Gave an example, the piece of a pie Said, "If you eat to much, it's gone at the blink of an eye" This for these niggaz out
Yo 'Face, let's set it off [gunshot] [Scarface] It was the day that hell had broke loose, demons in the sky with the {?} Take over the heavens and burn
standing here Nobody love me I ain't happy here My mama said, she can't handle him But still, I'm looking at the bright side But I view it through my other eye
that don't associate with me I'd rather, get busy to the third degree 'Cause the war populations are If this was the street, my razor would be a mack demon
It was a hot afternoon The last day of june, And the sun was a demon. The clouds were afraid. One ten in the shade, And the pavement was steamin'. I