| Song | Living The Dead Behind |
| Artist | Grave |
| Album | As Rapture Comes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Grave, Lindgren | |
| Bulletrain awakens me, | |
| All is black but I still see, | |
| Reek of death reek of fear, | |
| Call of duty claims its price. | |
| Falling - bleeding - dying. | |
| Twisted bodies surround me, | |
| Leave the dead behind, | |
| Striking forward for a cause, | |
| That I once believed. | |
| Striking - ripping - crying. | |
| Is this humanity, | |
| This is not my belief, | |
| Living the dead behind, | |
| Bless their souls. | |
| The purity of war, | |
| Humans burnt and scorned, | |
| Flesh scarred and torn, | |
| Left to rot and disappear. | |
| Bulletrain sets me free, | |
| Life is drained finally, | |
| Parting body from soul, | |
| Call of duty claims its price. | |
| Falling - bleeding - dying. | |
| Others will follow me, | |
| Is this humanity, | |
| This is not my belief, | |
| Living the dead behind. | |
| Bless their souls. |
| zuo ci : Grave, Lindgren | |
| Bulletrain awakens me, | |
| All is black but I still see, | |
| Reek of death reek of fear, | |
| Call of duty claims its price. | |
| Falling bleeding dying. | |
| Twisted bodies surround me, | |
| Leave the dead behind, | |
| Striking forward for a cause, | |
| That I once believed. | |
| Striking ripping crying. | |
| Is this humanity, | |
| This is not my belief, | |
| Living the dead behind, | |
| Bless their souls. | |
| The purity of war, | |
| Humans burnt and scorned, | |
| Flesh scarred and torn, | |
| Left to rot and disappear. | |
| Bulletrain sets me free, | |
| Life is drained finally, | |
| Parting body from soul, | |
| Call of duty claims its price. | |
| Falling bleeding dying. | |
| Others will follow me, | |
| Is this humanity, | |
| This is not my belief, | |
| Living the dead behind. | |
| Bless their souls. |
| zuò cí : Grave, Lindgren | |
| Bulletrain awakens me, | |
| All is black but I still see, | |
| Reek of death reek of fear, | |
| Call of duty claims its price. | |
| Falling bleeding dying. | |
| Twisted bodies surround me, | |
| Leave the dead behind, | |
| Striking forward for a cause, | |
| That I once believed. | |
| Striking ripping crying. | |
| Is this humanity, | |
| This is not my belief, | |
| Living the dead behind, | |
| Bless their souls. | |
| The purity of war, | |
| Humans burnt and scorned, | |
| Flesh scarred and torn, | |
| Left to rot and disappear. | |
| Bulletrain sets me free, | |
| Life is drained finally, | |
| Parting body from soul, | |
| Call of duty claims its price. | |
| Falling bleeding dying. | |
| Others will follow me, | |
| Is this humanity, | |
| This is not my belief, | |
| Living the dead behind. | |
| Bless their souls. |