| Song | The Fever Sea |
| Artist | My Dying Bride |
| Album | The Light at the End of the World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : My Dying Bride | |
| Over me. Cover me. | |
| Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. | |
| Lame from my mothers womb | |
| Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. | |
| My hands bleed. Feet red raw. | |
| I'm a broken man who dreamt the great war. | |
| The fear of life swallows me. | |
| Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. | |
| They crawl to me. Cry for me. | |
| I'll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. | |
| The feast flows on forever. | |
| Devour me until never. | |
| Fill them all with horror. | |
| Let them sleep with terror. | |
| Who calls me now, then turns away? | |
| Who takes the night, and brings day? | |
| Lame from my fathers hand. | |
| Born to heal. Heal in every land. | |
| I will never get out. | |
| I even prayed unto his house. | |
| The cold feel of my skin. | |
| I try to lose but alwys win. | |
| Lame from my own hand. | |
| Believe me I've tried. Tried to make a stand. |
| zuo ci : My Dying Bride | |
| Over me. Cover me. | |
| Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. | |
| Lame from my mothers womb | |
| Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. | |
| My hands bleed. Feet red raw. | |
| I' m a broken man who dreamt the great war. | |
| The fear of life swallows me. | |
| Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. | |
| They crawl to me. Cry for me. | |
| I' ll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. | |
| The feast flows on forever. | |
| Devour me until never. | |
| Fill them all with horror. | |
| Let them sleep with terror. | |
| Who calls me now, then turns away? | |
| Who takes the night, and brings day? | |
| Lame from my fathers hand. | |
| Born to heal. Heal in every land. | |
| I will never get out. | |
| I even prayed unto his house. | |
| The cold feel of my skin. | |
| I try to lose but alwys win. | |
| Lame from my own hand. | |
| Believe me I' ve tried. Tried to make a stand. |
| zuò cí : My Dying Bride | |
| Over me. Cover me. | |
| Deep inside THE FEVER SEA. | |
| Lame from my mothers womb | |
| Born a cripple and sick. Under a red moon. | |
| My hands bleed. Feet red raw. | |
| I' m a broken man who dreamt the great war. | |
| The fear of life swallows me. | |
| Takes me through THE FEVER SEA. | |
| They crawl to me. Cry for me. | |
| I' ll drown them all in THE FEVER SEA. | |
| The feast flows on forever. | |
| Devour me until never. | |
| Fill them all with horror. | |
| Let them sleep with terror. | |
| Who calls me now, then turns away? | |
| Who takes the night, and brings day? | |
| Lame from my fathers hand. | |
| Born to heal. Heal in every land. | |
| I will never get out. | |
| I even prayed unto his house. | |
| The cold feel of my skin. | |
| I try to lose but alwys win. | |
| Lame from my own hand. | |
| Believe me I' ve tried. Tried to make a stand. |