Fiction Kingdom Lyrics
| Song | Fiction Kingdom |
| Artist | Demon Hunter |
| Album | Storm The Gates Of Hell |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Demon Hunter | |
| Dig yourself a shallow grave | |
| Your life is not the legacy of honor | |
| You would dig six feet for | |
| Broken is the way you came | |
| And broken is the way that you will leave | |
| When everything is paid for | |
| Make another hollow claim | |
| A fable of regurgitated nothing | |
| We could tear wide open | |
| False in every possible way | |
| Your God is still the powerless creation | |
| You will lose your hope in | |
| Now you bleed for the | |
| Lord of Hate | |
| That you stole from the pages of truth | |
| And separate the product from its own account | |
| To birth a gospel of inferior view | |
| Black reign is all in dream | |
| Your truth is absolution's end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Lay upon the bed you made | |
| Your word is not the legacy of truth | |
| That you would bet your life on | |
| Stand to face a mirrored blade | |
| And tremble in the wake of your conviction | |
| As you put your life on | |
| Now you bleed for the | |
| Lord of Hate | |
| That you stole from the pages of truth | |
| And separate the product from its own account | |
| To birth a gospel of inferior view | |
| Black reign is all in dream | |
| Your truth is absolution's end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| This war is a page unwritten | |
| But we know how it ends | |
| Take a step to the throne, conviction | |
| Choking back your amends | |
| Cry the death of fiction kingdom | |
| Your truth is absolution's end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for |
| zuo qu : Demon Hunter | |
| Dig yourself a shallow grave | |
| Your life is not the legacy of honor | |
| You would dig six feet for | |
| Broken is the way you came | |
| And broken is the way that you will leave | |
| When everything is paid for | |
| Make another hollow claim | |
| A fable of regurgitated nothing | |
| We could tear wide open | |
| False in every possible way | |
| Your God is still the powerless creation | |
| You will lose your hope in | |
| Now you bleed for the | |
| Lord of Hate | |
| That you stole from the pages of truth | |
| And separate the product from its own account | |
| To birth a gospel of inferior view | |
| Black reign is all in dream | |
| Your truth is absolution' s end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Lay upon the bed you made | |
| Your word is not the legacy of truth | |
| That you would bet your life on | |
| Stand to face a mirrored blade | |
| And tremble in the wake of your conviction | |
| As you put your life on | |
| Now you bleed for the | |
| Lord of Hate | |
| That you stole from the pages of truth | |
| And separate the product from its own account | |
| To birth a gospel of inferior view | |
| Black reign is all in dream | |
| Your truth is absolution' s end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| This war is a page unwritten | |
| But we know how it ends | |
| Take a step to the throne, conviction | |
| Choking back your amends | |
| Cry the death of fiction kingdom | |
| Your truth is absolution' s end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for |
| zuò qǔ : Demon Hunter | |
| Dig yourself a shallow grave | |
| Your life is not the legacy of honor | |
| You would dig six feet for | |
| Broken is the way you came | |
| And broken is the way that you will leave | |
| When everything is paid for | |
| Make another hollow claim | |
| A fable of regurgitated nothing | |
| We could tear wide open | |
| False in every possible way | |
| Your God is still the powerless creation | |
| You will lose your hope in | |
| Now you bleed for the | |
| Lord of Hate | |
| That you stole from the pages of truth | |
| And separate the product from its own account | |
| To birth a gospel of inferior view | |
| Black reign is all in dream | |
| Your truth is absolution' s end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Lay upon the bed you made | |
| Your word is not the legacy of truth | |
| That you would bet your life on | |
| Stand to face a mirrored blade | |
| And tremble in the wake of your conviction | |
| As you put your life on | |
| Now you bleed for the | |
| Lord of Hate | |
| That you stole from the pages of truth | |
| And separate the product from its own account | |
| To birth a gospel of inferior view | |
| Black reign is all in dream | |
| Your truth is absolution' s end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| This war is a page unwritten | |
| But we know how it ends | |
| Take a step to the throne, conviction | |
| Choking back your amends | |
| Cry the death of fiction kingdom | |
| Your truth is absolution' s end | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for | |
| Dead is the way you stake your life on | |
| The oblivious belief | |
| What a waste to sell your spirit for |
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