Here Come the Pigs Lyrics
| Song | Here Come the Pigs |
| Artist | Deadsoul Tribe |
| Album | A Lullaby for the Devil |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Devon Graves | |
| 作曲 : Devon Graves | |
| A loaded gun beneath my tongue | |
| A halo on my head | |
| The devil on my shoulder | |
| An angel on my bed | |
| Hear the sirens howling | |
| How the engines roar | |
| Heaven's on the television | |
| Hell's outside the door | |
| Let's rock | |
| Feeling all the spiders crawl | |
| Underneath my skin | |
| Sewing shut the razor cut | |
| From where I let them in | |
| Digging all their teeth and claws | |
| Deep into my veins | |
| All the while I sit and smile | |
| Trying to dig the pain | |
| Let's rock | |
| Here come the pigs into the slaughter | |
| Here come the pigs into the slaughter | |
| Feels like the walls are closing in | |
| Over my head and still sinking | |
| Feels like the walls are closing in | |
| Over my head and still sinking | |
| My shadow reaching for my throat | |
| To take away my breath | |
| Friends have come to lead me from | |
| My cradle to my death | |
| One hand held above a candle | |
| Just to feel it burn | |
| While the other wrote my suicide note | |
| To whom it may concern | |
| Let's rock |
| zuo ci : Devon Graves | |
| zuo qu : Devon Graves | |
| A loaded gun beneath my tongue | |
| A halo on my head | |
| The devil on my shoulder | |
| An angel on my bed | |
| Hear the sirens howling | |
| How the engines roar | |
| Heaven' s on the television | |
| Hell' s outside the door | |
| Let' s rock | |
| Feeling all the spiders crawl | |
| Underneath my skin | |
| Sewing shut the razor cut | |
| From where I let them in | |
| Digging all their teeth and claws | |
| Deep into my veins | |
| All the while I sit and smile | |
| Trying to dig the pain | |
| Let' s rock | |
| Here come the pigs into the slaughter | |
| Here come the pigs into the slaughter | |
| Feels like the walls are closing in | |
| Over my head and still sinking | |
| Feels like the walls are closing in | |
| Over my head and still sinking | |
| My shadow reaching for my throat | |
| To take away my breath | |
| Friends have come to lead me from | |
| My cradle to my death | |
| One hand held above a candle | |
| Just to feel it burn | |
| While the other wrote my suicide note | |
| To whom it may concern | |
| Let' s rock |
| zuò cí : Devon Graves | |
| zuò qǔ : Devon Graves | |
| A loaded gun beneath my tongue | |
| A halo on my head | |
| The devil on my shoulder | |
| An angel on my bed | |
| Hear the sirens howling | |
| How the engines roar | |
| Heaven' s on the television | |
| Hell' s outside the door | |
| Let' s rock | |
| Feeling all the spiders crawl | |
| Underneath my skin | |
| Sewing shut the razor cut | |
| From where I let them in | |
| Digging all their teeth and claws | |
| Deep into my veins | |
| All the while I sit and smile | |
| Trying to dig the pain | |
| Let' s rock | |
| Here come the pigs into the slaughter | |
| Here come the pigs into the slaughter | |
| Feels like the walls are closing in | |
| Over my head and still sinking | |
| Feels like the walls are closing in | |
| Over my head and still sinking | |
| My shadow reaching for my throat | |
| To take away my breath | |
| Friends have come to lead me from | |
| My cradle to my death | |
| One hand held above a candle | |
| Just to feel it burn | |
| While the other wrote my suicide note | |
| To whom it may concern | |
| Let' s rock |
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