翻訳: ブラッドディバイン. 私は出血する.
task of crimson I still yearn Even through these torches, I still yearn I remember unreal deaths I remember joy I wish I could die for real I loved
I keep holding on to what I want to believe I can see but I keep holding on and on and on and on Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay
the sanctified screams Die - For I have sinned Bless - The evil seed As - Th' infernal sky falls Fatal eyes; Your reflection dies Bleed before I do;
programmed like a beat When I press snare, yo, guard your grill Press kick, you move your feet, you can?t compete I got my hydrants parked on every street I
my ignorance Freeing my soul Lost in time Will I ever get high enough to see? I'm at the end of the line I must break these chains of humanity Euphoria
, still my bleeding heart Be well my love, still my bleeding heart In the name of love, still my bleeding heart For the love of god, still my bleeding
way I cock my biscuit I set and threat it, bust that tech son, it's not explicit Exquisite, in divine rhymes I drop like jewels The mic I abuse when I
keep holding on to what I want to believe I can see but I keep holding on and on and on and on Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down
Frantic I will intersect your soul I'm profane, a delusive design Pleasure of slavery, existent, divine Drastic measure for those that will fail Chaos will
, I acknowledge you as the Great Destroyer of the Universe. All that has been created you will corrupt and destroy. Exercise upon me all your rights. I
nights, those legendary nights. I have always been willing to bleed for you. Every night that we shared those deepest feelings, Shared dark secrets... I always have. Here again I
scared Well, I feel fine Oh, please believe I'm doing just fine For what's deceased I shall never grieve Just let your faith die, die I feel I've been
the most divine To spew forth this infecting dust of life I'm on my way Destination Hell By the power of will I shall complete the Devil's work
addiction high vantage point chlorine infliction death no microchip shall rest underneath my flesh i'd prefer the obstacles of death i will fill the
Straight down to Hell I will go, I'll take you down with me... Blood of divine, holier than mine...Wine of Delight I drink to ease my guilt. Hoping
hatred on my face will bring you to your grave possessed from outer limits watch the blood flow endlessly stab and stab repeatedly blood instictively
a gift from the skies of life-divine or... Another sky is young... Another breed, another cast. Another frozen future has passed. The rivers will run
