Powderburns Lyrics
| Song | Powderburns |
| Artist | Pain Confessor |
| Album | Fearrage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pain Confessor, Tuomas | |
| Now understand this, wretch | |
| I tore my heart in two | |
| Let's take a glimpse inside me | |
| All traces lead to you | |
| Shredding your way into another man's flesh | |
| Crush and burn the smoldering ruin to start fresh | |
| A sea of empty souls to harvest this barren crop | |
| Without hesitation all blindfolded and shot | |
| No matter where I look I see all life end | |
| Nothing we sow will ever grow into grace | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A silenced death, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| A field of fallen victims we have to bear in our minds | |
| A graveyard of broken hearts, forlorn loved ones | |
| No matter where I look I see all life end | |
| Nothing we sow will ever grow into grace | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A silenced death, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A lie, a whisper, a turned page at last | |
| How do you sleep at night | |
| After all you've done? | |
| Joy and woe enshrined | |
| A statue made of flesh and bone undone | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A sack of dust, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A lie, a whisper, a turned page at last | |
| Telltale snake eyes | |
| Give away you, twisted ghoul | |
| A gangrene ridden heart | |
| Spreading poison blood into my very soul |
| zuo qu : Pain Confessor, Tuomas | |
| Now understand this, wretch | |
| I tore my heart in two | |
| Let' s take a glimpse inside me | |
| All traces lead to you | |
| Shredding your way into another man' s flesh | |
| Crush and burn the smoldering ruin to start fresh | |
| A sea of empty souls to harvest this barren crop | |
| Without hesitation all blindfolded and shot | |
| No matter where I look I see all life end | |
| Nothing we sow will ever grow into grace | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A silenced death, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| A field of fallen victims we have to bear in our minds | |
| A graveyard of broken hearts, forlorn loved ones | |
| No matter where I look I see all life end | |
| Nothing we sow will ever grow into grace | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A silenced death, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A lie, a whisper, a turned page at last | |
| How do you sleep at night | |
| After all you' ve done? | |
| Joy and woe enshrined | |
| A statue made of flesh and bone undone | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A sack of dust, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A lie, a whisper, a turned page at last | |
| Telltale snake eyes | |
| Give away you, twisted ghoul | |
| A gangrene ridden heart | |
| Spreading poison blood into my very soul |
| zuò qǔ : Pain Confessor, Tuomas | |
| Now understand this, wretch | |
| I tore my heart in two | |
| Let' s take a glimpse inside me | |
| All traces lead to you | |
| Shredding your way into another man' s flesh | |
| Crush and burn the smoldering ruin to start fresh | |
| A sea of empty souls to harvest this barren crop | |
| Without hesitation all blindfolded and shot | |
| No matter where I look I see all life end | |
| Nothing we sow will ever grow into grace | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A silenced death, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| A field of fallen victims we have to bear in our minds | |
| A graveyard of broken hearts, forlorn loved ones | |
| No matter where I look I see all life end | |
| Nothing we sow will ever grow into grace | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A silenced death, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A lie, a whisper, a turned page at last | |
| How do you sleep at night | |
| After all you' ve done? | |
| Joy and woe enshrined | |
| A statue made of flesh and bone undone | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A sack of dust, a whisper, a memory of past | |
| We are the powderburns in your hands | |
| A lie, a whisper, a turned page at last | |
| Telltale snake eyes | |
| Give away you, twisted ghoul | |
| A gangrene ridden heart | |
| Spreading poison blood into my very soul |
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